One of the most badass things you can do here in Colorado is climb a 14er. (That's a 14,000 foot mountain.) It is a big point of pride to be able to say "Oh yeah, I climbed a 14er this weekend..." or to boast about how many/what difficult ones you've done. I have climbed on two so far, but didn't summit either. I really hope that with continued smaller hikes, building up my stamina, and losing some weight will help me do better in the spring or summer. Because on 14ers, not only are you doing battle by walking uphill for a couple hours, you also have to deal with the elevation, and having a bit less oxygen available. But anyway, that's one of my goals. That and running a full marathon, though I'll probably just stick to another half this spring.
After coming home, I ate a plate of fries for dinner. I do not feel one ounce of regret, for these were quite delicious sweet potato fries baked in my oven. With cinnamon and paprika. Odd combo, but it tasted pretty darn yummy.
My plans for tonight include snuggling underneath my covers all night and working on my resume, cover letter, and application for a job. I know, so exciting Saturday night, right? Ah well, such is my life. Happy weekend!