Last night I had to walk up the hill to Brown to pick up Jason's car. I walked halfway up the hill. Then I stopped and caught my breath for a good 2 minutes.
Then I walked the rest of the way up the hill and gasped my way through the 3 or 4 flat blocks to the car.
It has been a very long time since that hill has winded me like that. Actually, I don't think it ever has. Even in my worst shape, I could make it all the way up without stopping. I feel pitiful.
I've been thinking about Plan B's for myself if I can't hike over Labor Day weekend.
Plan B #1: I have a friend from a long time ago who lives in Vermont and I just emailed her to see if she wants to try to get together if I can't hike.
Plan B #2: Saturday's mountain has a road up to the top so I can at least drive to the top and meet everyone up there with water and snacks and congratulations.
Plan B #3: If it's sunny, find a nearby lake and soak up some sun.
So those plans aren't too bad. I have some good books to bring along as well. Though my fingers are crossed that I will be magically healed in between now and then and will be able to hike up those mountains.
2 comments:
I am so praying for your recovery!!! I will be sad if you can't hike. :( Jason and I could make some sort of contraption to drag you up, lol.
Kel- have you had a recent chest x-ray? If not please have one done. Love you- Aunt L
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