why does everyone have a blog now?
seriously, people who used to hate blogs have now started them. LAME. sell outs.
at least this is a protest post on an anti-blog...
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Hike? Yes, please.
The one thing I wanted to do before heading back to school was, surprisingly, to go hiking. So today my parents and I went hiking on the "Billy Goat Trail". That, of course, elicited conversations about the childhood story "Three Billy Goats Gruff" and how none of us could remember what it was actually about. Something with a troll...eating goats?
Though we read the warnings posted on signs the start of the trail, my dad's comment about 15 minutes in was, "This isn't strenuous enough". If I believed in jinxes, I would say he jinxed it. We soon found ourselves climbing over boulder after boulder, even climbing up what I would call a rocky cliff. However, it was awesome. I can't wait to go back - all of my wonderful mountainy friends would have been in heaven. There is something exciting about nearly twisting your ankle and clinging to a tree limb, while in the end deciding it's better just to close your eyes and jump. Oh, and watching out for the mud. Speaking of mud, my mom decided it would be extremely ironic if we made it all the way through and up and over the rocks and then hurt ourselves slipping on the mud. I thought that it would be more ironic if we ended up falling on the flat, dirt path we would be walking on for about a mile after our hike, to get back to the car. Probably because something like that would happen to me. (Remember "Red Rover"?) And before you say, "No Kathryn...of course it wouldn't...you have more coordination than that", let me stop you by saying that it has happened to me before and is thus extremely likely to happen again.
--I was on a run once, about 2 years ago, on a bridge. There was no one around me; there was nothing that could possibly get in my way or trip me. And then it happened. I just fell. Don't know how, don't know why. My chin started to bleed and so I had to run back to my house with my shirt held to my chin. Seriously, don't underestimate me.
It really was great. Saw tons of the Potomac River and all the crazy rock formations that appear in the middle of the water.
Alright, this post has felt freakishly like the intellectual ones that we all know and love. So it should probably end. See you all in T-minus 2 days.
Though we read the warnings posted on signs the start of the trail, my dad's comment about 15 minutes in was, "This isn't strenuous enough". If I believed in jinxes, I would say he jinxed it. We soon found ourselves climbing over boulder after boulder, even climbing up what I would call a rocky cliff. However, it was awesome. I can't wait to go back - all of my wonderful mountainy friends would have been in heaven. There is something exciting about nearly twisting your ankle and clinging to a tree limb, while in the end deciding it's better just to close your eyes and jump. Oh, and watching out for the mud. Speaking of mud, my mom decided it would be extremely ironic if we made it all the way through and up and over the rocks and then hurt ourselves slipping on the mud. I thought that it would be more ironic if we ended up falling on the flat, dirt path we would be walking on for about a mile after our hike, to get back to the car. Probably because something like that would happen to me. (Remember "Red Rover"?) And before you say, "No Kathryn...of course it wouldn't...you have more coordination than that", let me stop you by saying that it has happened to me before and is thus extremely likely to happen again.
--I was on a run once, about 2 years ago, on a bridge. There was no one around me; there was nothing that could possibly get in my way or trip me. And then it happened. I just fell. Don't know how, don't know why. My chin started to bleed and so I had to run back to my house with my shirt held to my chin. Seriously, don't underestimate me.
It really was great. Saw tons of the Potomac River and all the crazy rock formations that appear in the middle of the water.
Alright, this post has felt freakishly like the intellectual ones that we all know and love. So it should probably end. See you all in T-minus 2 days.
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