Day 155

I woke up with the early bug. I packed up and was on the road before 8 am. I had planned on eating breakfast with the family from last night and doing laundry and just hanging out at the campground, but something told me to just go. So I went. I was out of there before most people even woke up. 
I was only 2 miles from Pagosa Springs city limits. I walked in and saw some deer drinking water in the river. I ate breakfast and then ran into the Martinezes. A nice family who stopped and talked to me as I walked by them. 
I went to the Riverwalk where some hot springs were and thought about getting in but didn’t feel like getting wet and all that nonsense. I just wanted to get to the other side of town and get a hotel to relax for the day to celebrate conquering the big mountain. I blasted through, stopping to talk to people here and there. I had to walk up a huge hill and that kicked my butt. I did it too fast. 
At the top of the hill was a Walmart. I went in for supplies and had to sit down for a while because I was light-headed and thought that I was going to pass out. I felt better once I caught my breath. I just needed to slow my roll a little. 
I walked a little farther and saw a hotel. I knew it would be expensive because I’m in a tourist trap city and it’s peak season. I didn’t realize it would be as much as it was though. I called a few other hotels and they were all sold out. I asked nicely and they brought the price down some, but it was still way more than I wanted to spend. But whatever. I needed this. 
Checked in and relaxed. I woke up from my nap a while later and had a lot of chores to do before getting back on the road. I had to patch a hole in my sleeping pad, dry my rain fly, change my tires, do laundry, fix my battery pack, charge everything, organize the supplies from Walmart. Hardly a day off. 5 miles uphill and chores for days. I did it all though. 
I’m thinking that I’ll try to make it a few more days before taking a real day off. I can’t afford to do it in pagosa Springs. It’s a pretty town, but I don’t like being in places when it’s tourist season. I never have. I like to see things differently I guess. I don’t know. 
What I do know is that every muscle in my body hurts exactly like you think it would after walking up and down the rocky mountains pushing a heavy ass jogging stroller. Oh well. The show must go on…