Day 1. Mile 100. Wilmington, il

This is a bit early for a message, but I really had to go to the
bathroom. I should have gone before I left, I know, but in truth, I
welcome the break. The cold is taking its toll on my body. Even typing
out this message is a slow and tedious task. It was 45 when I left
bloomington. I had not packed any winter gear. How silly of me to expect
nice weather in the middle of may. My gear, pants and jacket, are mesh.
I'm a bit stiff and sore, and all my joints aren't happy with me.
Chicago, though, is only 50 miles away.

The route so far has been pure slab. I didn't want to small road it to
chicago. There is where the true trip starts.

Back on.
~ I write with your life and my own ~