I woke at 6 a.m. after a night spent tossing and turning. Nervous, I guess, about what was to come. Was it guilt about leaving my family for a week? Self-doubt? Just plain excitement? I’m still not sure. But I didn’t sleep well.
I did my morning yoga routine in my hotel room, and dutifully reported to the hotel lobby at 7 a.m. where I met 7 of the people with whom I would be spending the next 10 days in wilderness.