Ah, at home at last! Sorry for being quiet, folks, it’s been quite the eventful summer. For the last week, I’ve been on vacation with my boyfriend. We went halfway across the country to the incredibly sunny city of Denver (“the mile HIGH city”) and also visited my family stationed in Great Falls Montana. It was our first time out west, so we saw everything you could possibly see in those places!
While the eating and drinking were great, I have to admit, the hiking was miserable for me. Though both played parts in my whining and complaining, I couldn’t blame it all on the altitude of the area or my poor footwear. Honestly, this vacation opened my eyes to just how out of shape I currently am. Sure, I’ll do pilates and yoga here and there, but never consistent enough to build muscle or endurance. I’ll eat healthy for a three-day streak, and then eat everything within reach for the following weeks.
Over the last week, I walked more each day (an average of 15,000 steps) than I do in a regular work week. I split meals (or, at least whenever we agreed on a single item on the menu) with my boyfriend and never noticed I was hungry until my stomach was audibly growling! Plus, everyone living in Denver was F-I-T. I’m talking Olympic training, “I do burpees for fun” fit. In the midst of all these athletic gods/goddesses, I didn’t feel judged or defeated. Instead, I was inspired to attain that level of physical fitness. The next time I go out to hike, I want to be able to walk three miles without feeling like death. With this new commitment to better my health and wellness, I hope to return to the mountains without fear but instead determination.