Day 4,003
Growth:
This morning started off with an early-ish mornign walk. There was a transition into the Steppin’ Out in Pink breast cancer walk for a cure. From there we got home and immediately went out to go shopping. Got back, cleaned the floors, cooked our suppers for our upcoming trip up to Canada, made supper for tonight, and then got a little down time at the end before typing this blog.
It’s been a very busy day, but a very productive one. While there was a lot of adulting throughout it was nice to get almost everything done today so tomorrow can largely be a day of rest (I’m definitely counting a morning hike tomorrow as rest).
I feel good knowing that almost everything I wanted to get done has been done, but I’m also intrigued by how calming it was to get into the routine, getting the things done that need to be done. Yes, it was work, but it was oddly relaxing and very rewarding. Again, my mind can’t help but consider how important it is to choose the right mindset. When doing something routine or basic we can either be frustrated or bored OR we can find the ways to appreciate it, we can choose to find joy in the task, regardless of how basic it may be. Today I chose joy.
Appreciation:
Over seventeen years ago, Becky and I bought matching The North Face Angstrom 30L packs while we were shopping for Dominic’s first kindergarten backpack.
Mine is still kicking, but just barely. A couple of zippers are busted. The hip-belt straps are torn. The waterproofing material has peeled away. There are more and more rips and tears. The lowest parts of the back cushion are worn down like a pair of overused running shoes.
And yet, this pack is still a beast.
It can still easily carry 30 pounds of metal plates when I ruck, and it remains my most trusted non-sentient travel companion.
Over the past seventeen years, this pack has been with me through thick and thin across the globe. It has gone north to Alaska and Iceland. It has spent time in the mountains of northern Italy. It has made a few trips to Belize and traveled to other tropical places including Grand Cayman, Turks and Caicos, and Mexico.
It was my only full pack for Hawaii, with Becky kindly carrying a few overflow items in her checked bag. This little dude has also been with me every time I’ve crossed into the Southern Hemisphere, including Australia, New Zealand, and Patagonia.
It has been all over the continental United States and Canada too, spending time in well over half the states and across the southern Canadian provinces from Ontario west.
This bag has been with me through it all.
Getting to the point where it is almost time to retire this dude is definitely bittersweet. This pack has been by my side for so long that I guess you could technically say it has always had my back. 😉
Thinking about retiring it brought back a flood of memories from all those past adventures. What an awesome thing to discover: a memory container disguised as gear.
Cheers to you, Angstrom 30L. You have been a trusted companion and part of so many memories. While it is almost time to retire you from active duty, I am sure we will still have plenty of adventures together in your new role.
Thanks for accompanying me through so many trials of miles and so many miles of trials.

Presence:
This morning we went to the annual Steppin’ Out in Pink walk for a cure for breast cancer in La Crosse. Over four thousand people were in attendance supporting each other and especially the breast cancer survivors who were in attendance. Between seeing the overwhelming support, the photos and reminders of those who’ve passed, and the determination of those who’ve beaten the disease my heart was broken, strengthened, hurt, lifted, and about every emotion possible. We had hardly walked into the park when the “Survivors Parade” passed by, I had tears before we even gotten to the start of the event.
All throughout my thoughts went to so many I know who’ve been impacted by breast cancer, both directly and indirectly.
Such a stirring event to say the very least!
Thanks!!!

