The Incline

I love the outdoors. I like the smell, the sounds, everything. During my vacation to CO I got to hike the incline a couple times with my puppy and brothers and my friend. It was a lot of fun. I'd forgotten how grueling it was, and then I remembered how much I like my oxygen. I think we stopped more just to regain breath then for sore muscles.

I miss that climb though. During the old summer months we would go, a bunch of co-workers from the pool, once a week. I was thinking I was hot stuff trekking up the steps until Dadda and I went and he beat me on the stairs portion, yupp.. made me feel like a fat kid. :]

There is something magic about being outside though.. I love being deep in the mountains with crappy cell service, no lights and nobody else around. Hmm.. the fresh air on my booty cheeks when camping, I don't think there is much that can compare.