What’s a girl to do when she wakes up feeling extremely dehydrated from a hangover and recent blood donation? Hiking of course. It rained buckets yesterday while I was hiking through
The nice thing about blogging is I can see around this time last year, I was doing the exact same thing…hiking 36 hours after donating blood…but in completely different hiking shape. God damned I was a whiny newbie hiker. It’s good to see I’ve made some improvement in mental strength, I definitely felt a little faint the beginning of the hike again, but never for a moment did I think I would have to turn back. The sad thing to see was last year we still had snow galore at the top of Si…hell it was snowing while we were there, this year with the crappy warm weather, there was hardly a patch of snow up top.
I woke up this morning to strange feeling of…muscle soreness. This is why athletic health nuts abhor drinking. Damn green beer day! I eat
I decided to go shop for a road bike today. When I walked in Gregg’s Greenlake Cycles…I felt a little overwhelmed by the endless options. How the hell does a person pick out a bike from all that stash? Then the salesperson talked to me…and asked me how tall I was, and suddenly the endless options became TWO. Apparently, not every bike company out there makes bikes for midgets, go figure. The lady pulled out these two bikes that are so small framed that a miniature daschund could ride it. My options are not too bright, I’ve got:
- Bike with great parts and feels great in the world’s crappiest color.
- Bike with a sweeter paint job and not nearly as great parts.
Great, kick me in the head again for being short.
I went for a walk at