Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts

Saturday, February 14, 2009

... the hills (Newton Hills to be precise) are alive!!!

On a random Thursday morning, I woke up with a wild-hair (the best kind) - Let's go hiking!!! The weather was PERFECT - it was just under 40 degrees (I know, still cold but I don't like to sweat) and the sun was out. I think Ben was a bit suprised by my early morning thought but we got ready and headed for the hills! LITERALLY : )

Having never really hiked before, (the only time I can recall 'hiking' was when I was very young and my mom drug me along to the Black Hills to do the volksmarch up Crazy Horse - I only recall stumbling over a large tree branch at the very beginning and then it's all a blur. Mom says I napped at all the designated rest points and that's why I don't remember much of it but I tend to believe there is a reason why it's all blacked out after that nasty, muddy fall) .... getting back on track --- I was very anxious to see how I would do but a lil' apprehensive about this hiking bit. Ben loves hiking and so I thought why not try something new?

Now mind you, I haven't done ANY physical activity since last fall during cheer. Right away I was huffin and puffin and thinking, oh gosh, what have I gotten myself into? Not too much further into the hike, I was told that a steep hill was coming up - oh shit ...




















Okay, I didn't mention that it's the beginning of Febuary, in South Dakota. We haven't had snowfall in a while but one wouldn't have known by looking around Newton Hills - snow all over the ground and the trail, and in some places where the sun was trying to prove it's existence through the dense trees; there was ice. So here we are, trying to climb up a steep, ice covered hill (at the time, I would have sworn the hill was a glacier) hoping to not make it halfway to the top only to lose footing and slide down like elementary schoolers on a snow pile during recess. It was a piece of work by the time we made it to the top. One that was rewarded with our first break.



















After I had caught my breath and Ben had taken some scenic and candid pics I was so proud of myself. I felt like I had a runner's high : ) (a first-ever, I do NOT run ... my knee clicks - surgery can only do so much) The rest of the hike was filled with continuous laughter and I felt 'on top of the world.' Both of us nearly fell on the ice a dozen of times and even had to do some off the trail hiking due to the icy trails when making our way back down the hills.


















Four plus-miles later, I was already thinking about future hikes. I had an absolute blast and loved the fact Ben shared this favorite of his with me : )



Ben would rather be the photographer I guess ...



That ain't a redbull smile - running on pure adrenaline rush!