I’m linking up today with Mama Kat for her weekly Writer’s Workshop. Today I’m going to describe a time someone was really proud of me.
My husband is an avid hiker. He loves the outdoors and grew up spending most of his life hiking and camping. Heck, the man even camps in the snow!
When J and I met, he brought me into his world of hiking and tried to turn me into his little outdoorsy girl. As much as I loved the beautiful outdoors and spent all my time outside when I could, I was not in the best physical shape. In fact, trying to keep up with J was just down right impossible. He lived and breathed hiking. Needless to say, over the years while we dated, he taught me how to climb mountains and to camp in the middle of nowhere. What I loved most about our little hiking trips was the beautiful scenery that accompanied it all. It made me feel so at peace with myself.
Once we got married and had kids, life slowed down for us and the opportunities to get out on hiking trips just diminished. Last Summer, for the first time in 5 years, J and I got an opportunity to go on a day hike locally here where we live. After dropping the girls off to daycare one day, we drove up to Mount Seymour where we began our day long hike up the mountain. I was excited to be out with hubby and away from the kids but I was also scared silly about whether or not I’d be able to make it all the way up to the top of the mountain.
Much to the surprise of hubby and I, this mama rocked the mountain climb! Yes, I was breathing heavy and yes, I had to stop a few times here or there to catch my breath and chug some water but overall, I think I kicked some pretty good ass! My hubby, however, was the proudest of all as he told me so over and over again that day. As a reward for my efforts, not only did he pack us a sweet lunch, he also packed me a special sweet treat ~ a jumbo size chocolate Kit Kat bar. Mm, yum! It doesn’t take much to please me. A little chocolate goes a long way.
And now as I look back through these photos, I am reminded of how much fun we had that day and how much I long to be able to get out and do more of this again. I don’t really love the physical exertion part of hiking but I do love the fresh air, the beautiful views, the challenge of the hike and the feeling of accomplishment upon reaching the final destination.
It’s nice getting out and doing stuff together as a couple without the kids around. It allows us to go back to being who we use to be pre-parenthood. Remember those days?
Can you think of a time someone was really proud of you?