The time has come to put on the gas

It came to pass upon a semi cloudy day (1 of few since it was mostly raining) in a seemingly ghostly town of car-parts-stores and half empty strip malls that I needed to break out of my singularly simply routine of 15 miles a day. I do believe I made up my mind to get through VA a la 'Speedy Gonzalez' so I could watch the NHL playoffs but would have never expected to do an average of 22.5 (don't quote me on those stats). Point being, I arrived to my DC headquarters earlier than expected.
I found myself developing a new daily routine which, greatly aided by the cheap Casio watch to wake me at the first glimmer of dawn, involved a simpler breakfast and faster pack up time. Yes, if you can believe it, I was getting on the trail around 7am as opposed to the usual 9am. Those simple little few hours added a couple miles to my day. I would then hike until dinner time but continue afterwards until sunset.
On the full moon night in April getting very close to Waynesboro, I attempted to break 30 miles for the day but came 1 miles short when clouds rolled in to cover my nite-lite. Not that big of deal since I was in a hotel room and out of the rain the next day.
During this time, I was hiking with Texas Chill, Moses, and Dinnertime but had lost many of the original friends I had started with. I hope to be able to find them again since I have taken a week off in DC. I leave today with my friend Amol and his dog, Cody, with the plan of reaching Harrisburg in a week.
Hanging out in the District was exactly what I needed after pushing myself so hard for 500 miles. I am thankful to all those I have been able to see while here and hope to see those I missed next time around. I will also take the time to update the blog more often (sorry Doug for making you read about Pearisburgh for weeks on end).
Catch you down the trail