My boyfriend has always been an outdoorsy guy. He lives for the survivor type adventures. Me..not so much. For our 6 year anniversary (go us) I decided to try to be a good girlfriend and agree to a 3.3 mile hike up Bear Mountain. Some of you more 'in shape' people may laugh at such a short distance as he did but I will tell you that this was not an easy feat. Here it is..the mountain I barely conquered...Not so big you say? Piece of cake? Yes, these were my thoughts as well until about 5 minutes in when I seriously considered turning back.
This is at the beginning of the trail.. Notice the lack of sweat, the smile on my face, my muscles at this moment are still in their relaxed, preferred state.
Who ever mapped out this trail had people like me in mind. Every few hundred feet were perfect rocks to sit on. As much as I wanted to turn back and head over to the pool to sunbathe with a margarita in hand I had a little pep talk with myself. "Liz, your going to be very mad at yourself if you don't get to the top. You can do this. Slow and Steady." Yea, fine..I am a dork but it worked.
Who ever mapped out this trail had people like me in mind. Every few hundred feet were perfect rocks to sit on. As much as I wanted to turn back and head over to the pool to sunbathe with a margarita in hand I had a little pep talk with myself. "Liz, your going to be very mad at yourself if you don't get to the top. You can do this. Slow and Steady." Yea, fine..I am a dork but it worked.
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