Last week before heading out of town, I went in for my annual skin check at the Dermatologist. Various forms of skin cancer run in the family, so all of us adults are working to make sure we get regular checkups. Which is not always an enjoyable experience. Because, you see, it's a FULL body check-up, meaning that they check you ALL OVER. This is awkward to say the least, especially when the doc happens to be a rather handsome man, as mine is. But I figure once you've had bum surgery, you really have no dignity left, so you may as well make the best of it and go for your check-up. I'd still rather have this than a mammogram.
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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