I got a new pair of shoes yesterday. Trail hiking shoes. In order to condition myself for some hiking in the Costa Rican rain forest, (right) we set out from our home for a climb into the Sierras. I've been walking a bunch lately as part of my slim down plan. Walking is the best exercise I've found. What a revelation! This would be a piece of cake.
On the way the sights are always breath taking as our home sits at the base of the mountain range with streams carving their way into the Truckee Meadows. We found a level winding trail just skirting the Montreux golf course which we followed into the forest. Evidently it's a mountain biking and horse trail but an easy and steady climb you can walk for miles. That is until you decide to go treasure hunting for gems. I guess I've been watching too many Travel Channel segments about finding treasures in rocks. Thankfully I wore a multi pocketed jacket to start out because I 'm just sure I found the biggest jade rock on the trail. Needless to say, I stuffed my pockets with "treasures" and carried them out. (in much smaller pieces)
Now, I stepped on the scale this week and was down about 13 lbs (hooray!) so I could easily carry these rocks out with me. Did I mention that I was ready to call a cab after the first mile? And by the home stretch of maybe a 1/4 mile I found myself singing my ipod tunes (I don't usually sing in public.) to mask the pain I was feeling in the balls of my feet. I was breaking in my new shoes! Or were they breaking me in? Rounding the corner to my house I wanted to jump for joy but I knew that would have done me in. Was it the torture trail or a stroll in the Sierras? Actually both, but I'm always thankful that I can experience the pain and pleasures that life has a habit of revealing. Enjoy the journey no matter where it takes you and how you feel!