Triple Digits

When I say triple digits I'm not referring to the number of miles J-man and I have walked, but to the miles remaining until we reach Katahden. As we passed 1,189 miles our counted down from 1,000 began. This threshold sprung trail magic (free food) upon us in droves as it happened around the 4th of July. It also brought us to the hospital.

For the past 3 days J-man has been feeling muscle weakness, general fatigue, minor headaches, and fever. As we hit 1,217 miles we decided it was time to see a doctor for fear it might be Lyme disease. I now sit in a chair beside J-man in his emergency room chamber while we are both locked in to the hospital wifi. His blood is being tested and we await his next puncture in the form of a tetanus shot, to be followed by a lumbar puncture (something in his spine), and hopefully results. 

Our journey to the ER was due not to urgency (that we were aware of), but due to his out of state Medicaid. As a new member of the health-care-toting members of society, J-man discovered the only way to use his benefits was for it to be an emergency. I'm not complaining, I got a meal out of it, and a small hiatus from the rocks. 

P.S. I replaced my Altra's with a pair a Keen Neeport H2s. Have not walked any trail miles in these pups yet.

The newbies (0 trail miles)^^

The oldies (750 trail miles)^^

And yes those are Merell inserts, the original ones wore through. 

The oldies (0 trail miles)^^