I have a death wish.

I hiked Camelback again yesterday. At 8'o clock in the morning, no less! After doing my initial weigh in and having my fat pinched at Catz yesterday, there was no keeping me away from that mountain. (It's amazing how motivating it is to stand on a scale and have your belly poked and prodded in front of guys your own age.) This time I drug and unsuspecting Anna with us and, as usual, she kicked my butt.




I have really grown to love Camelback. It's tough but it's so fun because there really is no trail. You just kind of climb from boulder to boulder. Anna cracked me up because I looked over at one point and she was literally scaling a boulder and she said, "I'm too short! This boulder comes up to my chest!" And it did.

For as long as the weather allows, I think I want to make this my Saturday morning ritual. It's so much better than being stuck on a treadmill. I think you should come with!