I have become a very dull blogger. I don’t think I have written a blog in nearly two months. Its not that I haven’t thought of it or thought about it I just haven’t been ‘inspired’. Right now I am nothing more than that good old hamster running on the endless wheel of life. I am focused on nothing more than the day ahead and inevitably the day involves sweat, pain and tears. After that is complete I head to physical therapy to be put back together again. Couple of ibuprofen and off to bed. The next day dawns bright and its back onto the endless wheel. I am consoled by my trainers that this intense schedule is finite and soon I will see that light at the end of the proverbial tunnel. I’m not sure if I want to see it or not since when I catch a glimmer of the other end of the tunnel Everest won’t be far off. Three weeks and counting.
Now besides the gym I will need to start on the shopping list. I will wander the aisles of Trader Joes adding yet more trail mix and almonds to my cart. I’m not sure I even know how to pack for three months. That’s a lot of chocolate covered raisins. The gummy bears will have to share precious space with oxygen tanks and regulators. I can see it now pondering which to leave behind and which to carry….the dilemma of no gummies or no oxygen- perish the thought! Cases of lip balm, face cream, gum and peanut butter all carried on the back of a yak to base camp.
You wouldn’t want to be around me right now. I’m not much fun. I’m distracted, flightly and flakey. I’m a feeding machine eating anything and everything thats in my path trying to gain some extra weight before the mountain strips it away. Okay, now that is pretty fun. I get up early, I go to bed early. I swim, bike, run, pump iron, jump rope and suffer through ply metric exercises that leave my quadriceps screaming. I’d take a yoga class to loosen up but I’m afraid I’d fall asleep during a down dog pose and embarrass myself. I climb a ‘stairmaster’ machine with a weighted backpack and head to endless photo shots or interviews trying to sound sane and perky.
Yup, I’m a hamster on that endless wheel to nowhere forever optimistic that I will reach the gummy bears before I have to leave them at base camp because three pounds of those delightful colored clumps of sugar just doesn’t take precedence over a tank of oxygen. Darn!
Climb On!
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