A few months ago I vowed to hike once a month, and so far, I have been able to keep that promise. Now however I seem to be running out of time this month.
This past weekend I attended a Women’s Retreat in Prescott, AZ. It is a beautiful area, cooler than Phoenix, among the pines. The only activity close to hiking, though, was a stroll downhill to the dining hall, and a more strenuous stroll uphill back to the retreat center.
Although I can’t count this past weekend’s exertion as a hike, I was please that I could complete it with minimal difficulty. This is attributable, I believe, to participating relatively regularly in yoga and RIPPED.
At times, in class, it seems that I am going backwards. The leg that I could lift to my shoulder last week barely makes it off the floor this week. The tree pose with my foot on my calf on Tuesday results in my toppling to the mat on Thursday. So it is heartening and motivating to see how a little effort can show practical results. Makes the 8:00 workout sensible and the 9:00 coffee well-earned.