Three down, 362 to go…
I had a great New Years Day ski yesterday. Three girlfriends, three dogs, three babies, two sleds, and one toddler.
One friend forgot her diaper bag. The other friend forgot poop bags for the dog. I forgot snacks for the toddler.
It takes a village, my friends.
After pooling our resources, feeding the hungry and changing the dirty, we finally got on the trail.
All seemed good, until the first hill. I was almost ready to head back to the car. Thighs and hips were burning with lactic acid, I was out of breath and already hot from pulling a sled behind me while carrying the baby in a carrier.
I wondered if it was worth it…
The first mile for me is always the hardest. When it all seems uphill and why even bother.
So, I put my head down for a bit, listened to my friends chatter, stopped a couple of times to take off a layer (but really to catch my breath. A lot.) and kept putting one foot in front of the other.
And before long the trail leveled out, the trees opened up, and I saw beautiful, snowy mountains surrounding me.
That is why I keep going. (And the endorphins. Always for the endorphins.)
It’s not always easy getting out for a hike. It’s not always easy even getting to the trailhead. But it’s always worth it.
This year, the women behind hikelikeawoman.net, talesofamountainmama.com, goadventuremom.com, and kidproject.org have posed a big goal – to hike one mile a day or 365 miles, all told. Being a fan of big goals, especially ones with community support, I didn’t even blink before signing up. Because we all need a village.
Want to join me for the remaining 362 miles? Sound like something that you want to be a part of, too? Check out 365milechallenge.org for more info.