Once upon a time, there was a someecard that read, “I’m outdoorsy in that I like getting drunk on patios.” And that would accurately describe my feelings about the outdoors. I love being outside, but actual sports? Not so much. (Besides running, that is.) And then I met the boyfriend… and then he became hell-bent on getting me to partake in more “active” outdoor activities.
Last week, while in Lake Placid, I did my first hike. It was hard! No amount of personal training or time spent on the treadmill could have prepared me for it. It wasn’t a long hike, but oh was it steep. At points I thought I wasn’t going to survive. But when we got to the top, I had to concede – totally worth it.
(inside a wind tunnel)
(happy to be done)
(taking a little nap…)
(so very tired!)
(balance rocks.)
I guess I understand it now… you hike for the views – which were positively amazing.
