Now.. Cydney has started a new workout called Turbo-fire. She's been asking me to join her for about a month. I finally decided to join, and now I'm hooked.
Thursday morning, I woke up, brushed my teeth, and did a 45 minute cardio workout. It was spectacular and put me in an excellent mood. I decided that 45 minutes wasn't enough of a workout, so I went and swam laps at my pool. I hopped out to dry off just as Robert called me to make sure I was awake. Me? Asleep at 11 am? You'll never see it happen.
I ran a brush through my hair, threw on some mascara, filled up my camel-pack, grabbed some granola, and vegged in front of the computer til he showed up. (if you ever see me take longer than an hour to get ready, please shoot me.)
We grabbed some subway and headed up to mount Charleston.
The kid must have some faith in me, cause he handed his keys over and let me drive his truck up the mountain. Fortunately, we didn't die.
The hike was spectacular. The temperature was perfect. The sun was out. The trees provided shade. It was great!
I love being in the mountains, I really do. Being away from all the hustle and bustle of the city life just calms me down. It makes it so much easier to feel the spirit, and I spent a LOT of time just basking in the warm feeling, wishing I had my scriptures with me.
As we reached the last stretch, my body hit a brick wall. My legs started getting heavy and then decided they really didn't want to make it to the top of the hill at all. I pushed and pushed til I could see the waterfall spraying mist through the air. It was breathtaking. I climbed to the top of the hill (which is really pathetic.. The hill shouldn't have given me ANY problems.) and stared at the cascading waterfall as it fell into a big, snowy glacier.
Robert quickly climbed to the top of one of the snowy hills and slid down. I decided to follow, and quickly re-realized that I'm slightly afraid of descending down snowy slopes at fast speeds. I decided I was going to scoot down the hill, bit by bit, but that really didn't work. I slipped and was suddenly sliding down the hill. On my butt. In shorts.
Luckily, I survived.
Then we spotted some people emerging from the ice. We decided to check it out. Climbing up the slippery slope, we made it to a crevice between the mountain and the glacier. We climbed down and squeezed our way under the glacier and into the depths of the cave. What we found was dazzling. The waterfall was coming from directly above us, swirling and whirling its way through the ice and down to the stream beneath us. We were sprayed with the water as it danced it's way down, but sat mesmerized for a few seconds before realizing how cold it really was. We decided to climb back into the sunshine.
Robert decided to join another hiker in climbing up to the top of the waterfall and I opted out, deciding to stay where it was nice and safe. When he returned (HOURS later), he showed me pictures of a magically snowy place where you can skate across the ground in normal shoes. Obviously, he went to Narnia. There's really no other explanation.
It was a wonderfully lovely adventures. Here's some pictures:
And trees, they grow from the earth,
But sometimes they take to the sea.
No one could have known where they one day would be.
So come and wander with me.
But sometimes they take to the sea.
No one could have known where they one day would be.
So come and wander with me.
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