The Big Day

In the morning we are going to Gainesville for Nice's last exam. If it all works out, we can finish the trip to Tampa. It is not very far and it is almost summer, instead of mid-winter, so we will be walking early in the morning, or late in the evening, spending the hottest part of the day under shade somewhere along the road. With Nice's new knees, also my collection of injuries, we will have to walk less per day. Of coarse, this depends on what the doctor says. As much as I might like to stay here at the plaza and pound out some great writing, my urge to finish this chapter is the stronger urge. I have made some progress on my own, but I have to admit to myself that I need help to bring it into form. At least I have decided, finally, to consider the project and have begun the work. I am receiving help with capturing the blog, for reference. I can stay here at the plaza as long as I want, but the closer I get to "The Big Day" my urge to walk off the pounds I have gained and complete the goals I made long before this chapter's twist... I will have more to say when I can blend experience of the past, on the road, with actions and insights of the present, on the road. It could all change tomorrow. It has before.