Lately I've been waking up late to hike, so tired the urge to rollover back in bed and sleep some more is very tempting. I've struggled getting out of bed. Telling myself I will regret it if I don't go, I just have to try.
Finally I get up and start my normal routine of filling my waterpak and such. Putting on my shoes, telling my husband bye and running out the door.
When I get there, I'm drag myself up the mountain, as its starts sprinkling rain, I look up at the sky and think the clouds are sparse this won't last forever. I keep moving along, occasionally slipping on rocks. I finally make it to the top of the peak, and relieved I made it. I'm off my game about 8minutes and I'm little disappointed in myself.
Ready to go home, I head down the mountain. Pondering about what I'm missing in my exercising. How I did recently feel like exercising is monotonous, after hiking for over a year?
I'm stopped and decided to look at view. I took a deep breathe in, and let it out slowly. Just in awe of what I was looking at, the sun peering through the clouds, all the different colors. Remembering the hike is not just about exercise, its about the beauty of the nature I'm in, its about taking a deep breathe and remembering why I'm there, its for me.
I absolutely love the challenges of hiking, with my asthma, my weight, and nature.
So take a deep breathe and soak it all in. It's worth it. Now I'm waking up with a more positive attitude about hiking, back to doing what have been doing all year long. :)
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