At the beginning of October, hubby and I took a trip. We met our Chicago friends in Denver, Colorado and then continued on to the popular little ski town of Breckenridge. We spent 3 and a half wonderful days together sans kids, discovering the beauty that is to be found in the Colorado mountains. Being that we were visiting in the off season, we had the whole town to ourselves.
Two of the days we spent hiking through trails and up mountains. While hiking is my hubby’s very favourite past time, it is not mine. Don’t get me wrong, I love nature and I love being out there among it. My body, however, feels otherwise. It’s tough when you can’t keep up physically with your husband, who not only is 4 years younger than me but also in way better shape. My mind and my body are forever in conflict.
Having never been to Colorado before, I quickly learned that Denver is also known as the Mile High City. The city is a mile above sea level. How cool is that? Where I live, we are exactly at sea level.
Once off the plane and on ground in Denver city, I immediately felt the difference in the air and the change in my breathing. As we drove up higher into the mountains towards Breckenridge the air continued to thin. It was beyond anything I have ever experienced when traveling. Add hiking to the picture with elevation gains as you climb mountains and well … the air becomes thinner and thinner. For someone like me who is 1) out of shape 2) deficient in iron 3) determined to prove to my husband I can hike along side of him, I was doomed from the very beginning. I’m happy to report, however, with all the odds against me, I kicked some hiking ass in Colorado. I couldn’t have done it without the company of my side-kick, Chicago friend Colleen – also a mother of three beautiful children – by my side.
We had a few difficult moments with our breathing but nothing we couldn’t overcome. Elevation sickness – I
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For the most part, we rocked those mountains including the Continental Divide hike we did on our second day.
The beautiful town of Breckenridge.
The beautiful yellow leaves on the Aspen trees.
Nothing beats the beauty you find in the mountains and the sense of accomplishment you feel once you reach the top.
The simple things in life really do bring about happiness.
Happiness of the simple kind.