Wednesday, July 7, 2010

I Climbed A Mountain

This morning I woke up at 4:30 a.m. even though I've not had much sleep the past couple of nights. At 6 a.m. two of my classmates knocked on our door. After finding out that none of the guys we're rooming with wanted to "go for a walk," as they put it, one of them asked me.

"Sure!" I said, a little surprised, as The Guys and I don't really hang out all that much.

I didn't know what I was getting into. And I have to preface this by saying I really should have known better because one of them is pretty much the Gandalf in our group: when he's on board, you literally never know what will happen.

The "walk" turned out to be a climb up two-thirds of a mountain. Not a foothill. A mountain. We reached an electricity tower far, far away. I felt like Bilbo in The Hobbit. The last third (which looked more like half) contains the HOLLYWOOD sign, which I think is around on the other side. But you gotta get up to the very top.

I had to stop and take breaks because I'm so out of shape, but they were both really patient. At one point, I stopped and asked if maybe they were coming down the same way they could just pick me up on the way back down?

"Naw, there's a lift. It'll take us down," said one of them.

A few minutes later, as we climbed closer to the tower, I said, "There's no lift, is there?"

He laughed and shook his head.

I would have killed him, and could have gotten away with it, if it weren't for the stitch in my side. I mean, no one would have found him for days. But he knew that would keep me going, and it did.

I bitched and moaned the whole way, but you know, I was so glad I made it to our goal. The whole day has been infused with a feeling of real accomplishment. Afterwards, I could have fought Jason Statham and won. It was awesome and I can't wait to do it again. Although next time I'll have my hair in a ponytail and maybe better shoes. And jeans.

5 comments:

Whirlochre said...

Ha ha.

I lover stories like these.

"You mean...I've got to eat a WHOLE moose?"

"You mean...there are a HUNDRED more of them to fight?"

"You mean...this one is only a BABY?"

fairyhedgehog said...

Oh wow, Stacy, that's awesome! What a feeling of accomplishment.

fairyhedgehog said...

Oh, and I love the post label! I've just noticed it.

Old Kitty said...

Wow!! What a way to get you up the mountain!! LOL! And you did it - good for you!

My ex (bless him) loved his long 6 hour plus rambling through all sorts of terrain come rain or shine and I would always always always grumble and moan and bitch non-stop all the way but afterwards, oh the feeling of having done this long trek is amazing.

But yes, along the way I'd be plotting how to throttle him and hide his body! LOL! Not really!!!

Yes - proper climbing/walking gear helps too! Next time these guys better warn you!! :-)

Take care
x

sylvia said...

Hey, I've climbed that mountain! Very well done - and in July, too! Extra points.