Trail of Pain

So after the whole Lake Tahoe fiasco, my family was hooked on the while outdoorsy type of thing. I mean we always were, but for the most part we did something like this every chance we could. I'm not complaining, but my mom did at times. Who wouldn't want to rock their brand new Christian Louboutin red bottom heels.But instead she traded them in for a brand new pair of hiking boots. I have to give her credit for that. The run was crazy. I hated it. I don't say hate a lot, it's a strong word, but I could honestly say I hated it.

My legs felt like jello, I was choking on the cold misty air and tripping over rocks hat seemed to be coming out of no where. Every time I looked at my brother we knew how much pain both of us had gone through. I felt like crying. It not only was hard, but so so cold, It felt like I was climbing the Himalayas. I don't know how people do this for fun, typically I'm a good runner, but this was something I couldn't keep up with even when I tried my hardest. I tried to listen to motivating songs, but it aggravated me and all I wanted to do was sit down and eat. Every time I wanted stop I knew I was going to throw up, so I kept going. The run was, indescribable. I don't know what others views are about snakes but I certainly don't like looking them in the eye, I saw about 6 snakes and almost stepped on 3. I felt like crying, but warriors don't cry.

Don't get me wrong the scenery was spectacular. Beautiful. Crisp green trees waving along to the rhythm and beats of the whipping wind. It was a nice thing to see. The harmony amongst nature. I didn't like seeing snakes, but I loved seeing deers grazing and even some bob cats in the distance. Sometimes they would look at us, then turn their heads and go back to what they were doing. This definitely taught me that ugly experiences can have a beautiful value. I proved to myself that I could endure a pain and prove my mind was better than matter. Out of this I got a family picture that I will treasure and rewarded myself with endless amounts of food. That was a bright side.

 





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