It’s been a long time since I took a really long walk and at a work meeting several of us got into a discussion of exercise. One of my coworkers mentioned that she’d definitely gotten the “quaran-ten” but had lost three pounds so it was closer to the “quaran-seven”, and I realized I was closer to putting the “teen” in quarantine and I really needed to get some exercise. So this weekend I went to Radnor Lake to take a long hike. And I made the mistake of leaving the house late and a bunch of people, mostly families, had gotten there ahead of me. So I decided to take the Ganier Ridge Trail, which is the longest trail around the park and, true to its name, extends up and along a high ridge so it’s slightly more difficult and I figured it would be the least used trail. And I was right.
First, though, I stopped to look at the lake.
You can’t tell from this picture but I was about to start the steep climb to the top of the ridge. I took the mask off when I was alone but put it on around other people and for the obligatory selfie.
Have you ever started out on something and realized that it might have been a terrible mistake? That happens to me with pretty much everything I do, and I started to feel that way as I was climbing the trail. I haven’t been getting as much exercise as I used to and I was really starting to get tired. I seriously thought about turning back when I reached this.