Sunday Edition: The Injury That Derailed My Plans This Week

But I actually love where I ended up...

The Sunday Edition is Tuesday’s little sister—off-the-cuff updates I’d bring up over a coffee catch-up with a friend.

On Monday evening, I went for a quick sunset hike from my campground in Big Sur. I only had about thirty minutes of daylight left, but wanted to use every second of it, so grabbed my pack and headed to a dramatic lookout for sunset with Toast. After pausing to admire the sky’s turn to a pale pink, a mile in, I turned back down the trail, but only made it about three steps before I fully ate shit. Like, spread-eagled with my face pressed into the dirt. For about a minute, I lay there contemplating just how badly I had injured myself, growing more wary when I realized I couldn’t put weight on my right ankle…