Gary kept on telling me that I could do it, and I believed him. He would go ahead of me (leaping from boulder to boulder like the smooth gazelle that he is) and scout out the best route for me to lunge my frail body toward. He never let me out of his sight, and he never complained that he could have climbed the camel, lassoed it and taken it for a walk by the time I made it to the top. It was actually the perfect thing to do for our day (of course I got a nice meal that evening as well), and it proved to me again that things worth having are worth working for.
I did it! Booyah!
4 comments:
Absolutely AMAZING!!! You go girl!
I'm so proud of you. You should go to Disneyland to reward yourself.
You really should go to Disneyland. You're a mountain climbing rockstar.
I hear "I AM WOMAN!" playing somewhere in the background...
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