So, the summer before last I decided to start hiking again. Back in the olden days I used to hike with my dad in New Hampshire and Maine. Mark and I took our kids for a short hike with my dad this past summer after which our oldest son asked, “Mom, is it ok if we never do this again?” So, basically, this is a solo endeavor for me. Fortunately, I found some hiking meetup groups so I have other folks to go with on the weekends. And I am totally loving it…mostly. It’s kind of similar to my experience at Disney World. While I’m there, sweating in the heat and standing it line while my kids complain I might be asking myself, “Why did we think this was a good idea?” But once I get back to my car I’m all like, “That. was. AWESOME!” and I can’t wait to do it again. Anyway, after almost two years of hiking every Saturday I can tell my personal experience of hiking in memes.
When I sign up for the hike.
0–Getting out of the car/very beginning of hike. If I’m with a new group or on a new trail I am anxious about “proving myself” to the group and being able to complete the hike. I also don’t want to be the slowest hiker. Also, I generally get up at 4 am and drive up to 3 hours to get to New Hampshire (because that’s where they keep the mountains). Oh, and I also worry about freezing because this is my first winter hiking. So I carry about 30 pounds worth of
too many clothes.
1–2 hours into the hike and I’m wondering if I may die on this mountain. I am also wondering how much longer this will go on. But I’m too far into this hike to turn back now so I just plod on.
2–Is this the summit? It looks like we about to go down. Fantastic. I RULE!
3–But it’s not the top. Oh no. And I’m all like and the mountain is like and I just want to go home. But home is over the goddamn mountain.
4—This is where I’ve had enough and I hate everyone and everything but then…
5–….this happens and we are really at the top of the mountain. I can tell its the top because the wind is blowing 45 miles an hour and it is roughly 10 degrees below zero because of the wind chill and I’ve never been happier in my life except when…
6–…we start going DOWNHILL. And I am recounting all the glorious things about this hike and loving life. Right up until…
7–…are you fucking kidding me!? Are we going uphill, because I don’t have uphill muscles in my legs anymore. But it is not long until we are going downhill again
8–but the downhill keeps going and going but then….
9–….We are back in the parking lot and saying goodbye and what an awesome hike it was and making plans to go out and eat and it was AWESOME! and we can’t wait to do it all over again next weekend with a new mountain and maybe a new group of people and I totally feel like this