Descend to Acend
I covered 22 miles of rough terrain in 2 days while carrying a pack that weighed somewhere between 20 and 35 pounds. I survived and finished it.
In the end it was all a mind game, a game to see if you could keep going.
This was a generally funny situation.
I’m camping and several of my friend and I are both in a cabin. One friend asked for neosporin or baby powder or something of the sort, because he is chaffing on his genital area after an 11 mile hike. So he sticks his hand in his shorts to apply the medicine and I am in the same cabin while I took off my pants to apply Aloe Vera to my sunburn. Mind you there are several other people in the cabin (no adults) and we are all having a conversation. A much younger individual walked in not expecting one guy with his hand deep in his shorts and another one with his pants off. He walked right out. It was pretty funny.
I had a nightmare….I remember being part of a survival group, one that eventually got rid of it’s members (not a tv show, mind you). I remember I was sent to this one place, and I climbed a wall to get into this large indented room in the wall. To the right of me when I was climbing up, there was a tv playing. Once I finally climbed up there, I noticed the tv show/movie changed to the Star Belly Sneeches. Then I was pulled from behind and I started falling…but I didn’t hit the ground. I felt like I was being pulled to someplace…someplace bad. It was a very prominent feeling…very remember-able.
My nightmares are so weird…and this one is one of the less scary ones.
