I AM that old woman On the PCT

In the PURPLE BLAZE pack

With neon pink running shorts that don’t go and don’t suit me
I am spending my SS on UL backpacking gear
And Bedrock sandals, and say I’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the trail when I’m tired
And gobble up samples in shops, run my trekking polls along the wrong path,
Learn to spit, blow snot rockets and poop in the woods
This is a warning
I AM TrailTrish