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Yeah, you wish you were hanging with me yesterday. I went on the hike at Amicalola Falls with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
teididh and others. We made a group of seven, and hiked the five-mile trail to the Hike Inn, and then back out again.
The good news is that we had no injuries or emergencies. However, there was quite a bit of pain. The trail was listed as "strenuous" and long enough to expose weaknesses in what you might otherwise mistake for a healthy body. Ok, it's not actually UNhealthy, in fact it's in pretty good shape. But I strained something in my right inner thigh and I still feel it this morning. As far as I can tell, I overworked my driving muscle-- the one that actually rotates my foot between accelerator and brake. So I'll be repositioning my leg a lot today.
Others had it worse and some had it better. Kat seemed nothing but exhilarated. I kept a good pace, but now I need a walking stick. Tim and Brian had new walking sticks that telescoped and we laughed about stick envy. but I, with my half-gallon water bottle, definitely aced the jug category.
It was a huge net gain for me, all the exercise; the feeling of being grounded in the kind of place I felt I belonged; participating in a group of friends and strangers and really making friends.
There were creeks and all kinds of plants and bugs. There were rich, rich smells I can't describe adequately. There were only a couple of good viewing spots, but the trees were dense with summer foliage.
And for those of you who are into self-sufficiency, you should check out the Hike Inn. The only access is for staff, supply, and emergency; guests are required to come in on foot. They use solar power, and have composting toilets. They waste nothing if they can help it, and signs educate and encourage guests to participate. Harry-bunny, are you watching?
Afterward, Lee, Tom and I went back to Kat's house and Damian picked up pizza. We took showers, with much teasing and some peeking (the guys argued that if I don't shut the door, I must have meant it... - and I said "of course!")
Corbin and I are finally making friends. Not that I think he's been reluctant, he's had a good healthy response of a person that knows his own mind. He hasn't let anyone push him - he pulled back the first couple of times we met - but as he's seen me several times now, particularly in his own house, I think, he seems willing to accept me. Which, by the way, is incredible. Corbin is not only strong-willed, he's bright and eager to communicate, biddable (to me, his momma might not feel so:), has his mother's good looks, and his father's light-up-the-sky smile. When he kissed me goodbye, I just melted.
I can't wait for the next outing.
teididh and others. We made a group of seven, and hiked the five-mile trail to the Hike Inn, and then back out again.The good news is that we had no injuries or emergencies. However, there was quite a bit of pain. The trail was listed as "strenuous" and long enough to expose weaknesses in what you might otherwise mistake for a healthy body. Ok, it's not actually UNhealthy, in fact it's in pretty good shape. But I strained something in my right inner thigh and I still feel it this morning. As far as I can tell, I overworked my driving muscle-- the one that actually rotates my foot between accelerator and brake. So I'll be repositioning my leg a lot today.
Others had it worse and some had it better. Kat seemed nothing but exhilarated. I kept a good pace, but now I need a walking stick. Tim and Brian had new walking sticks that telescoped and we laughed about stick envy. but I, with my half-gallon water bottle, definitely aced the jug category.
It was a huge net gain for me, all the exercise; the feeling of being grounded in the kind of place I felt I belonged; participating in a group of friends and strangers and really making friends.
There were creeks and all kinds of plants and bugs. There were rich, rich smells I can't describe adequately. There were only a couple of good viewing spots, but the trees were dense with summer foliage.
And for those of you who are into self-sufficiency, you should check out the Hike Inn. The only access is for staff, supply, and emergency; guests are required to come in on foot. They use solar power, and have composting toilets. They waste nothing if they can help it, and signs educate and encourage guests to participate. Harry-bunny, are you watching?
Afterward, Lee, Tom and I went back to Kat's house and Damian picked up pizza. We took showers, with much teasing and some peeking (the guys argued that if I don't shut the door, I must have meant it... - and I said "of course!")
Corbin and I are finally making friends. Not that I think he's been reluctant, he's had a good healthy response of a person that knows his own mind. He hasn't let anyone push him - he pulled back the first couple of times we met - but as he's seen me several times now, particularly in his own house, I think, he seems willing to accept me. Which, by the way, is incredible. Corbin is not only strong-willed, he's bright and eager to communicate, biddable (to me, his momma might not feel so:), has his mother's good looks, and his father's light-up-the-sky smile. When he kissed me goodbye, I just melted.
I can't wait for the next outing.
