Yesterday, the boyfraaann and I decided to celebrate Easter outdoors with a 6.5 mile hike through the Smoky Mountains. The weather was absolutely perfect and spring was in full bloom with beautiful flowers adding pops of color to the newly green trees and fields. We caught amazing sights of hawks, rabbits, and even elk! Living in Florida, I never realized how out of tune I was with seasons. I've always only ever had two: Summer and February. During our last mountain trek together, everything was brown and dead and I was a bit scared to come back. Seeing everything so full of life this time around was simply amazing.
From a fitness front, hiking is apparently the way to a rock hard ass (judging by today's sore glutes). Between the buns of steel workout and the higher elevation, I definitely had trouble at times during the trek up. Of course, I'm now considering race training in the mountains before coming back home to smoke the competition (I'm talking about you, big sister)! The hard work definitely paid off when we reached the peak of our hike at the Jump Off and relaxed, our feet dangling over the edge into the abyss as we gazed out into mountains and valleys that seemed to go on forever. For the journey, I am thankful for the hard work I've done to give my
body the strength and ability to complete it. For the view, I'm
thankful for the one who made it and makes all things possible.
A few Cliff bars and apples later, we decided to head back down the mountain and split the trip in half between walking and running. I felt like a BAMF while running until I had to move over to make room for a guy actually running up the mountain. BAMF title revoked and passed onto him immediately. One day, I will be that awesome. There we go! Back to goals--I said it, I set it, you read it, therefore I must stick to it!
Ok, and I'm late for work (and late for posting H)! whoops!