A couple of years ago, a dear friend gave me a ten year diary for my birthday. I was completely freaked out by it, thinking I would have to fill these pages with trivial bits of my life. But it turned out to be a wonderful way to keep track of my hiking experiences along with other pieces of my daily routine.
Now it sits here mocking me.
As faithful as I have been to my PT exercises, I can’t seem to get my body back to hiking quality. If my knee is feeling well, my back is out, if my back and knee are okay, my hip is out – I cannot get them to coordinate so that they all three work at once. I’m missing my women’s hiking club and I know they are missing their leader. Several of them are older than me and in much better shape.
This is what I should be doing right now:
Instead I sit here having a pity party for one.
However, having just finished reading “The Underground Railroad” by Colson Whitehead, I came to the realization that my life is amazing and I need to get over myself. I have a great family, wonderful, supportive friends, and most importantly, freedom.
The mountains will be there when I’m ready – and I will be ready someday (hopefully in the not too distant future).
Please share your hiking experiences so I can enjoy your adventures!