First Hike Since My Dad Died...

And it was bittersweet.

And kind of hard.

I am a little out of shape. And tired. Obviously still dealing with a bit of depression. I wanted to hide under the covers this morning.

But I got out my cold weather gear, loaded up the dog with Chris, and headed down to the Catskills to give it a go.

Here's how it turned out:

I'm a little exhausted. We were only gone for about six or so hours, but wow. My energy is at an all time low!

But, we had a nice time, regardless. Koda, especially, had a ton of fun, and slept for the entire ride back. It felt good to hike, we did a little over four miles and about 1500 feet of elevation gain. Not too shabby.

It felt good to not give into the urge to just curl into a puddle of mush with the cat and sleep the day away.

Still have a little of my fire left :)

Though.... winter hiking doesn't hold the same appeal as it did last year. It's just a lot of planning and organizing and worrying. And it's harder: slippery and such. I think I am just out of the loop right now, kind of flailing around and hoping for the best. 

We will see if I do another hike soon or not. Either way, this DID remind me that I like to be active. My body feels good when it is active. More rowing coming this week. Also, my boss has me scheduled to work out in the field for three days next week... it will be nice to not sit at a desk all day!

Onwards and upwards, friends :)