Today is National Take A Hike Day. Being in Arizona, hiking is second nature. I am inside today because it’s pouring rain . . . womp womp.
Though there is a mountain here in town that is amazing. It’s my favorite.
I grew up hiking this mountain with my mom every Saturday morning. We stopped when I got into high school because I was involved in so much, though this mountain has been on my mind a lot lately.
The last time I got on the mountain I made it up the dirt path and then about died. Not really, but I knew I couldn’t go up any farther. So I came back down. I would really like to get back into hiking the mountain. I have to admit I’m a bit scared, though.
My fear stems out of not being able to make it all the way up the short 1.6 miles. Being “that girl” that couldn’t do it, or had to turn around. People would realize that I realized I was too fat to get up this mountain. That’s a really scary feeling.
One day I will get over this fear. Not sure when, but I know I need to get my ass on that mountain.
Mountain date, this Saturday.