I walked 5 miles along a stretch of land that for the most part wasn't meant to be traversed. There were parking lots and side walks but the majority of the unplanned walk paralleled the side of a busy road.
After deciding to walk, I regretted it. Not the beautiful sunny day. Or even neglecting to apply sunscreen. A hat would have been nice, but the honking rattled me. My young, urban West Coast self could handle whistles or honking, but this suburban soccer mom, now living in the South, took it as a siren that she needed to return to safety and hug her babies.
Despite the gnawing dread of a bad decision, only one foot in front of the other would take me back. Normally, I would be wearing flip flops. That day, I chose well: a new pair of Merrell hikers. The shoes broke in newly paved feeder roads and muddy tracks adjoining the creek... and brought me safely back to my neighborhood, where a block from my house, a car stopped and offered me a ride home.
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