And failing miserably.

It’s October.

Remember when Australia was on fire a few years ago?

Wrong.

That was eight months ago.

We’ve come a long way.

Literally.

I’m up to 1992.9 miles (3,855,567 steps) for the year.

For reference, I was at 1415.2 miles (2,828,340 steps) on August 04.

That’s 577.7 miles (1,027,227 steps) in 58 days.

I’m almost averaging 10 miles a day.

Since this whole thing has turned into me crossing the United States on foot, at roughly 2800 miles, that means I only need another 807.1 miles to hit that goal.

If I continue at the pace I’m going now, that puts me finishing the 2800 miles on December 20.

Or I can relax and only do 8.8 miles a day until the end of the year.

Yeah right.

Relax isn’t a word that my body understands.

Which is why my face looks this stupid all the time…

So dumb.

I could rest.

Or I could ramp it up so I average 12.82 miles a day everyday next year and walk the distance from central Alaska to central Florida which is 4681 miles.

So sayeth Google maps.

This route apparently includes taking a ferry and walking down private roads.

Oh and through bigs chunks on Canada.

Crossing a shitload of mountains and rivers in the process.

Who wants in on this challenge with me?

The nearly-a-half-marathon-a-day challenge.

If I can pull that off, I definitely get to eat as many cookies as I want.

Every.

Day.

You know what’s really fucked up about all of this?

I’m actually considering doing it.

Like for real.

I’ll definitely need to invest in some good shoes and socks.

And a very reliable fitness tracker.

Mine now is great and all, but it tends to not count steps if I’m not swinging my arm.

Like when I’m carrying things, pushing a shopping cart, or climbing ladders.

Which I do pretty much all day long everyday.

Hmm…

I’ll add all of this to my list of things to consider concerning 2021.

But for now, I must away to tend to the batshit craziness known as Thursday.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC