On my second day out - I stretched the legs out to 15.5 miles. Felt pretty good - though the hips and shoulders are bruised from the pack - and the backs of my feet are chewed up. I have clearly lost a step. Used to take my first break at mile 6, now I take it at mile 2. Need a break about every 2 miles - but still better than laying in a hospital bed. Feels good to have the sun on my face again. This was the first night, since I have been out here, that I was completely alone. I stealth camped by myself - and it was an amazing feeling - just me and the timber - no one else. Found a great spot in a grove of pines - forgot how good it is to sleep with pine trees. A pile of dead pine needles rivals many beds.
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