More pictures from yesterday's mountain climbing adventure. I know I already said it, but it's worth repeating -- that was the hardest thing I've ever done in my entire life. I have absolutely no idea how I made it to the top. I gave up countless times, cried my eyes out because it hurt and I couldn't breathe and lost nearly all willpower. But somehow, we made it. "Just a few more steps, then we can rest," Justin said over and over again.
My phone died about halfway up, so sadly I didn't get many pictures. This mountain had 3 false summits before the real one -- so 3 times, you thought you were there, but weren't. I knew that before we started, but it still sucked. It was so steep and we were climbing over rocks to get up there. Once we made it to the summit, I broke down and started crying. I couldn't believe I had pushed myself up there. It really was more a battle of the mind than of the physical. Knowing now that I can push myself that hard...I'm going to be capable of so much from here on.
The journey down was pretty rough too. It was steep and there was lots of slipping. One time I fell and slid down part of one of the false summits, flipped over and hit a rock that kept me from falling over the edge. It was scary. I have several bruises to show for that one.
Was it worth it? I'm not sure. But maybe in a few days, after the soreness and wind burn has faded, I can look back with my rose colored glasses and convince myself to do something like that again. Who knows? 2 years ago, I said I would never sleep in a tent. Yet here I am on my 2nd road/tent camping trip -- in the middle of a forest with no amenities at all. Last year, I said I liked hiking, but would never climb a mountain. And now here I am with "mountain climber" officially on my resume. There's a lot of things we think we can't or will never do, but we're so capable of surprising ourselves.