Recovery From The Mountain
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Yesterday, aside from it being overcast and slightly chilly (at least for me it was), it was a beautiful day. My hubby, daughter, and I spent several hours out at Gambrill State Park and decided to hike a 1 mile long trail.
It was a nice hike, very easy, and there was some gorgeous foliage to see. Squirrels and birds were have fun playing in the trees and the fresh air only energized me.
After we completed the one mile Red Maple trail, I was hungry for more of a challenge. We decided to take on the more difficult 3.3 mile Black Locust trail with steep upgrades and downgrades, rocky pathways, peaking pretty much at the top of the mountain. My backpack was added resistance and weighed about 20 lbs.
Making like mountain goats, we headed up the rocky trail passing other hikers. In the distance, we could hear the sound of a turkey chattering. The biew overlooking the valley was beautiful and being able to see the world from this vantage point gave me a sense of accomplishment. Easpecially since I am more of a weight lifter and not nearly as much of an endurance trainer.
After oooh-ing and aahh-ing at the view, we made our way back down the mountain to our picnic site where I started cooking lunch for the hungry two that were with me. As the threat of rain approached and the air took on more of a chill, we decided to pack our things and head home. We were all beat, sore, and ready for some serious sleep!
I learned two valuable things from this experience.....#1) NEVER wear Nike running shoes on a rocky trail. My feet were stonebruised! and...
#2) There is nothing I cannot do when I put my mind to it.