Squish, squish. Squish, squish. I've heard snowshoeing is the best workout one can have. I definitely got a workout today. It's days like today that I wish I was in better shape. At one point Brent and I were traversing a rather steep hill and I felt as though my legs would collapse and my heart would pound right out of my chest. This was a much different experience than the first time I went snowshoeing. The first time was nice and flat and I had better snowshoes. This time was all uphill and then all downhill and the snowshoes were slippery and bulky. Lesson learned!!
Even if I did get my butt kicked, it was a lot of fun and very peaceful. While we passed a lot of people on the trails, mostly it was the squish, squishing of our shoes to snow that kept us company along the trial. We passed two lakes and got to watch the storm clouds roll in over the mountain tops. By the time we trudged our way back to the car, the snow was flying!
We made one stop at The Barn (where most of Brent's belongings reside) and picked up his Christmas tree, which is bigger than mine by 2 feet. By the time we returned, Brinkley Miles was very happy to see us.
The snow followed us from the mountains. We have a light dusting of snow and I sit here sipping my coffee with gingerbread creamer thinking about all the stuff I'd like to accomplish in my next two days off. I'll definitely be cleaning and attempting to deck the halls. December is finally upon us!
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