Today I took my first trip with the Kootenay Mountaineering Club (KMC). I embarked with a good deal of trepidation. I didn’t know anyone. Would I measure up? Was I going to be too old and slow? Would they accept me? These and other questions rocked through my mind – so I didn’t get a lot of sleep before my alarm went off at 5.40 a.m. – exacerbated by contemplating the end of the world as we know it thanks to the election of Donald Trump. (Really, America? Really?!!?)
As it turns out, getting out there and climbing that damn mountain was the best thing I could have done. First, because I didn’t have to listen to post-mortems all day. Second, because we climbed high above the fog and into the glorious sunshine. Third, because the people were amazing and wonderful and totally fabulous. Fourth, because I had absolutely no issues doing the hike/snowshoe. Fifth, because I was high up in the mountains, which is where I love to be. Sixth, and not least important, because I pushed my body and felt like I had achieved something.
And I was out in nature – and at the end of the hike I had chocolate. It was, quite simply, a wonderful day.
And really, that’s all I need to say about that. I’m going out with the club again on Saturday – feeling fit and strong and ready to tackle what this terrain has to offer. Oh – and tomorrow, I get to spend a day with my love just doing “stuff.” You can never underestimate the importance or joy of doing stuff with the love of your life.