We like adventure. As former Army officers, we expect to be able to easily meet physical challenges and hardships of traveling with only what we can carry in less than ideal circumstances. Dean still expects to go for a short 3 mile run without any problems, and I still expect to have ICU nurse stamina to walk miles and be on my feet for 12 hours at a crack even though I now work at a computer all day.
So let’s just say that our desk jobs have impacted our health and fitness.
In some ways I have felt like my busy lifestyle and long work and commuting hours has robbed me of my health and fitness. I want to get it back. But at the end of the day we are tired and a glass of wine sounds lovely, so we watch TV instead of working out more often than not. This section is about our efforts to reverse the effects of fast meals (lunch at our desks from a machine) and long work hours.
On the Mountaintop
How did I get this out of shape? (You took a desk job, silly). The moment of truth was literally on a mountaintop. There I was on the mountaintop huffing and puffing, trying to catch my breath. On a trip to Yellowstone, my daughter and I had taken the tram to the top of the mountain at Jackson Hole and I had confidently promised to do the short “Top of the World” (0.3 mile) loop hike with her that was expected to take 45 minutes. Easy right? I should have realized that if a third of a mile would take 45 minutes, it wouldn’t be like an easy short walk through the neighborhood.
I had my favorite motorcycle boots on for hiking. My allergy-induced asthma wasn’t bothering me. The first part of the hike was very rocky, but mostly downhill, since we were starting at the top. Which means the return hike was all UPHILL. In the thin mountain air, despite all the stubborn determination I could muster, I had to stop and catch my breath several times. Baby Bear was so encouraging and supportive. I couldn’t believe how hard it was just to hike back up to the summit. Every breath was a struggle. I cried tears of frustration, as I trudged on frustrated that my body would not do what I expected it to, what it used to do.
Surrounded by beautiful mountain views in every direction, I was a panting sweaty mess. How would I backpack through Nepal someday if I couldn’t hike a less than a mile uphill on this mountain? This was the moment of truth.
With her encouragement and digging deep we made it to the top. To rewards our efforts we dined on waffles at Corbet’s Cabin. I surely earned my Nutella Waffles
Rule of the Road: If you want to live more adventurously you need to prepare your body for the journey.