I think it's well known to my friends that I am not an adventurous eater. I do enjoy trying some ethnic cuisines, but the extent of my adventurousness ends at Chicken Coconut Kurma and Lamb Saag. If I even hear the dreaded t-word (that's tofu for the uninitiated), I won't go anywhere near it. And for the most part I'm not a vegetable eater. My daily vegetable intake is usually limited to a glass of low-sodium V8. It's not that I think veggies are horrid, but if given the option of bread and cheese, or a vegetable, guess which I'm going to choose?
One of my goals this year is to go on a backpacking trip. It's something I've always wanted to do, but been too intimidated to try. Well, a few weeks ago, one of the girls in the Ward invited me on a backpacking trip to the Uinta's this summer. This time I immediately said yes. All was well until a few days later when reality set in and the thought of carrying 30-35 pounds of pack on my back while hiking in rough terrain just about made me cave. I did not have all the gear I would need, nor was I in good enough shape. The gear is something easily worked out. Most of it I can either purchase myself, or borrow from highly motivated friends. The physical conditioning was another matter altogether, so I decided it was time to get in better shape. I've been pretty good at exercising regularly, and I'm in ok shape for someone approaching a milestone birthday (if I say so myself). But I knew I needed to put in some extra miles, as well as add strength to my legs ...
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