I don’t like hiking, exercising, sweating, or lifting heavy
things. I know that makes me sound
pretty lazy and unhealthy, but I do all the dishes in our household
(Every. Single. One.) and eat a lot of fruit. That’s the best I can do.
So I can’t really relate to Cheryl Strayed’s true story Wild about hiking the Pacific Crest
Trail. I am not sure what would lure
someone to walk hundreds and hundreds of miles in knowingly uncomfortable
situations. I prefer a vacation with
museums and frequent beer stops (sigh).
Despite not relating to this pretty crazy woman, I enjoyed
her story of bravery and brought-upon-herself hardship. Like Cheryl, I too was tired of it by the end
and could understand wanting to sit and relax on the rocking chairs on the beautiful
deck at the Crater Lake Lodge. I am
Pro-Rocking-Chair Sitting as an activity.
Enjoying rocking chairs at The Crater Lake Lodge with my grandparents, circa 1993. I believe my t-shirt has a dog on either a skateboard or a surfboard on the back. |
Special thanks to Potential Blog Reader Paige for
recommending and lending me this book.
An additional thank you to Paige (and perhaps apology?) for doing a
bunch of my work this week. I can’t
think of a better combo than lightening my workload and then lending me a good
book. And then for Misty and Kerri to
get another gold medal. Winning all over
the place this week.
Crater Lake is truly unbelievable. I want to see it again with as little walking as possible. Doing what I do best - sitting - with my brother The Goat. |
You lie. I do dishes.
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