MOUNTAIN TORTURE OH I MEAN CLIMBING

It has been awhile since I posted but I have been occupied with lots of things. Some good and some not so good. I have been helping my sister with her remodel because she is under a deadline(just a few times), went to work with my husband once to help him before vacation, last weekend we helped on my older sisters house, and was occupied at the hospital last week with my nephews injury and subsequent death. Very sad please pray for his wife Jill and two sons, Liam and Alex. Also for his Dad, Mom, Sister, Step Mom and extended family.
Now on to my TORTURE. I told my husband I would try to climb Mount Baden Powell with him and we decided a week ago today was a good day to try. We got up at 5:00 got to the mountain about 6:30 and started up about 7:00 or so. I was so out of breath and dizzy in the first half mile that I thought I was going to have to quit by I plugged on and decided to at least make it to the spring which is about one and a half to two miles up when we got there I caught a second wind and decided to give it a try and part way up regretted that decision but none the less I kept going and made it to the top. We stayed up there for about thirty minutes and started back down. I thought no problem hard part is done. Ha. Going down uses different muscles not to mention my fall on slippery snow that left a knot and bruise on my left upper thigh. When I was close to being down I started trembling and knew if I didn't get down now I wouldn't get down myself so I started to jog down probably the last three fourths or half mile. All in all I did eight and a half miles. Not bad for being out of shape. I have been sore though for the last week just starting to get over it

Just starting out still fresh.

At the top near the monument

Me at the top.

Dave at the top.

Almost done literally and physically