Tag Archives: Barr Camp
Sugarlump
I’m going to write to Sammy Hagar and see if the Red Rocker will hook up the Red Rider with a signed bottle of tequila and rum from me to auction off for my Tour de Cure fundraising. I love this idea. I’m more confident that I can get this done then I am about breaking my record to Barr Camp. Continue reading →
Where Eagles Fly
I guess I was tapered, because I did great covering 220 floors in 46 minutes. In fact, I went so hard that I nearly barfed up the Fritos I ate … in the car … on the way … to the Y. Continue reading →
I Think I Cut a Nerve
I stand up and immediately notice something terribly wrong with my right foot. It feels like someone has pounded a nail right into the top of my foot. I can’t put any weight on it. I’m experiencing a stigmata. Continue reading →
Walking on Hot Coals
Getting out of bed on Sunday was interesting. Walking to the bathroom, I must have looked like I was walking on hot coals. Like a good spaghetti sauce, which is always better the second day, the pain that comes from hiking on Barr Trail always hits hardest on the second day. Continue reading →
A Bunch of Margaritas
While I’ve decided that this goal is impossible, I kind of like that I’ve set a goal sufficiently high enough to be a true challenge. And because I think it’s impossible, it will be all the sweeter when I do it. Continue reading →
This Goal is Impossible
Hiking faster in 2014 at the age of 51 than I did in 2006 will be harder to do than running a marathon or the century. For both of those events I had the attitude, “I can and I will do this.” I don’t have that attitude right now. Continue reading →
Some Hiking History
After riding my bike the last five years, the thing I’m doing this year is hiking. I want to beat my best time to Barr Camp. Continue reading →
