Following Footsteps

Tonight I went to an Intro to Mountaineering class with my friend Laura. A seed has been planted in my brain that we will be climbing Mt. Hood in June. Ever since moving to Portland I've wanted to partake in adventures of varying kinds. Making it to the summit of Mt. Hood wasn't the first on my list of adventures but now that I know it is possible I am able to actually picture myself doing it.

While I know we are certainly not the first people to want to do this climb, I still feel empowered and motivated. My Uncle Bill and his friend Paul climbed Hood many years ago. Sometimes I wonder how many of my Uncle's footsteps I have walked in.

Between now and June Laura and I will be hitting the CrossFit gym, rock gym, and challenging hikes as hard as possible. I feel the same about this as I did about the marathon. Once the idea of becoming a marathoner was in my head I did not let go and was not satisfied until I crossed that finish line. Soon I will be able to look at Mt. Hood from my front porch and think, "Yeah. I got your number."