Happy Easter Monday, lovers! Did the Easter Bunny bring you lots of candy? Hooray, Lent is over and I can drink beer again! That was a toughie to give up, though I surely benefited from the decreased empty-calorie and alcohol intake these past forty days.
Shhh, don’t tell God that I didn’t go to church yesterday. Instead I went hiking with two of my girl friends at Breakneck Ridge in Cold Spring, NY, about an hour drive outside of the city. Now, I haven’t been hiking since my Girl Scout days, but I loved those summers of sleep-away camp what with all the living in cabins and peeing in latrines and tromping through the woods. So when S and J invited me on this day trip, I jumped at the chance to be a little nature-y and adventurous. It was awesome in the truest sense of the word! We climbed huge mountains, did some rock scrambling, and of course got hopelessly lost in the woods at one point. What was supposed to be a four hour hike turned into nearly seven hours, and by the time we returned to sea level our legs were shaking from exhaustion (and a little fear, we climbed really high and had to come back down!). Afterwards, we went out to dinner at a cute restaurant in the town and each inhaled an entire pizza. We must have had “city folk” written all over us because everyone in the place kept staring at us – or maybe it was just because we were filthy, guzzling water as fast as the busboy could refill our glasses, and dressed in workout gear in a restaurant on Easter Sunday!
I had a wonderful long weekend full of cycling and hanging out with friends, but hiking was really the highlight. I’m hooked, and I can’t wait to go again when the weather gets warmer and our bodies have recovered.
And you know what? I felt way closer to God and myself while admiring the breathtaking view at the top of the mountain than I ever could have in a church. Oh shit, I’m becoming a tree-hugger!
Shhh, don’t tell God that I didn’t go to church yesterday. Instead I went hiking with two of my girl friends at Breakneck Ridge in Cold Spring, NY, about an hour drive outside of the city. Now, I haven’t been hiking since my Girl Scout days, but I loved those summers of sleep-away camp what with all the living in cabins and peeing in latrines and tromping through the woods. So when S and J invited me on this day trip, I jumped at the chance to be a little nature-y and adventurous. It was awesome in the truest sense of the word! We climbed huge mountains, did some rock scrambling, and of course got hopelessly lost in the woods at one point. What was supposed to be a four hour hike turned into nearly seven hours, and by the time we returned to sea level our legs were shaking from exhaustion (and a little fear, we climbed really high and had to come back down!). Afterwards, we went out to dinner at a cute restaurant in the town and each inhaled an entire pizza. We must have had “city folk” written all over us because everyone in the place kept staring at us – or maybe it was just because we were filthy, guzzling water as fast as the busboy could refill our glasses, and dressed in workout gear in a restaurant on Easter Sunday!
I had a wonderful long weekend full of cycling and hanging out with friends, but hiking was really the highlight. I’m hooked, and I can’t wait to go again when the weather gets warmer and our bodies have recovered.
And you know what? I felt way closer to God and myself while admiring the breathtaking view at the top of the mountain than I ever could have in a church. Oh shit, I’m becoming a tree-hugger!
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Maybe they were staring at you because they never saw three skinny girls each eat their own pizza!
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