The first time you put on a genuinely heavy rucksack, it feels like it's going to kill you. You think, "My God, there's no way anyone can walk a thousand miles in this: I can't carry it to the end of the driveway!" But you force yourself to walk around the block with it. Then, in a week or two, you can make it a half-mile. Then a mile. And soon you're finding that there are times when you're not even thinking about the oppressive weight or the fantastic pain in your shoulders and back. And one day, you're walking ten, twelve, or fifteen miles a day, day after day, week after week, and actually enjoying it. The weight is still there. And it still hurts. But it bothers you less, that's all. Because you got stronger.
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