This is typically what happens and my thought process when David and I go on long hikes.
1. David proposes a hike and I say something to the effect of "Yes! That hard hike sounds really fun and will be awesome to add to the list of hard hikes I have done making me feel a little cooler."
2. We get to the trailhead after a couple hour car ride, which often entails me either being grumpy and quiet for who knows why or me being super silly and feeling pumped to go crush this hike.
3. After the first significant incline, pessimism begins to set in. I go through emotions of anger and regret and I question my ability to complete the hike (this stage can last a long time).
4. If the hike is particularly hard then I may even question my self worth...it has definitely happened. This is about the time when David starts to take things out of my backpack (bless him) and he pushes me up the hill...physically… like he actually pushes me (kindly of course).
5. Then I hit a point at which all I can think about is finishing the hike so I push through and cruise up the mountain, not allowing any group of people to stay ahead of us (have I ever mentioned I can be quite competitive - ha!).
6. We get to the top and I am met with intense satisfaction and all of a sudden I think to myself, "that wasn't that hard" which is probably why I agree to the next hike the following weekend.
7. We eat a snack, enjoy the view, occasionally feel pretty badass because of what we just accomplished, thank God for such a cool place, and then head down which almost always takes half the time because I tend to run.
8. We get to the bottom and the hiking endorphin dump we experienced leaves us feeling almost euphoric, pleased with ourselves because of what we just did with our bodies. And then food becomes all we are capable of thinking about, which usually results in us stopping for some sort of Mexican foodASAP, because some things you should just have to earn.
9. Drive home and by drive home I mean David drives home and I sleep.
10. Repeat steps 1-9 the next weekend.
But actually – this weekend's hike was up Mount Ellinor and David was inspired to bag this peak because he looks straight at it across the Puget Soundeach day from his window on the 42nd floor at his office in downtown Seattle. This hike was actually no joke and I have never been more thankful that we were not backpacking because I cannot imagine taking a pack up that thing. In fact we ran into four people on our way up that did not make it all the way. This hike was intense. But now as we look out at the Olympics from Seattle we can say that we summited the first peak ‘on the left’ and got the chance to look back on Seattle from that point, which is pretty cool.