A Singular Inability to Focus

The time of my departure draws nearer and I feel like my thoughts are scattered. There seem to be a million and one different little details that need to be addressed and I find myself bouncing from one to the other without completing any of them.

The first nine miles

Some of the larger things on my list are:

• Increase workout regimen to include aerobic (bicycle rides) activity and consistent core exercises at the gym.
• Add routes to way-point file and print out maps of route
• Complete food list, purchase, and pack same
• Acquire seal-able plastic bucket for shipping food to resupply point

On top of these there are other things that I don't want to forget so I am creating to-do lists and I now have a list of my lists.

Normally I feel like I get more organized before a trip, right now I feel the opposite. Perhaps it is because this trip is so far outside of my comfort zone. The epic nature of it has me wondering if I will be able to complete what I have started. The trip looms larger in my mind everyday. Especially the first four miles from Yosemite Valley to Glacier Point. Four thousand vertical feet in four miles with four days of food in my twenty-four pound pack. I tried to think of another four to add to the previous sentence, but four fours is probably sufficient. It seems that whenever I sit down and try to focus on a particular task I become side-tracked with trivialities, like how many fours can I fit in a sentence.