Memento

Since I have already revealed the ending to you...the walk went very well and both the Schnoogs and I finished, I am going to encapsulate the walk in reverse. A little nod to a cool movie called "Memento" from 2001 that intrigued me for its different approach to story-telling. I don't have as much of the mystery element to reveal slowly, and no one will be tattooing things on their arms, but like to pretend that I've got a new spin on the blogging approach.

The completion of the walk is almost anti-climactic, although the sitting down as soon as possible part is a treat. Holly and I admitted to one another when there were about 2 miles to go (just as we hit the edge of Golden Gate Park) that our feet felt like we were walking on the bone. It was an acknowledgement that there had been much activity on the feet and legs without any attempt to complain...we were wrapping up nearly 40 miles of walking and our feet/legs knew it!

There is something about knowing you have almost reached your goal that makes a person (or the Newton women, anyway), wax on about the experience. Could we go further if we had to? What is the absolute maximum number of miles/days that we could walk? Will we do this again? Did Holly feel cleansed after her Potrero Hill meltdown?

There are a lot of things to talk about in those last few miles, all of which were happy to do to get to that magical moment where we plop down on our gear bags and wait for our ride. Thank goodness for the car!!