Why you should ask questions.

It was a Saturday morning like any other Saturday morning...

I woke up later than i do during the week, and decided "yeah, I should probably clean my room and kitchen today." So I go to the kitchen to eat a light breakfast. A lovely, yummy peach.

As I start making my bed I get a phone call from Charles. He wanted to know if I wanted to join him, Ham (the son of the people he is living with), Syd (Sam's fiance) and their friend Cody on a hike. I'm all "yeah, I'd love to."

I LOVE hiking, hiking does not love me.

So I get dressed and get over to their place.

Ham told Charles they were hiking up to a Lake, Charles assumed it was a light hike, which is what he told me.

For your information, if you tell me "light hike" I'm gonna think you mean like a 1 1/2 mile hike like the wind caves.

Charles assumed it was going to be like a 3 mile light hike up to a lake.

Want to know what it really was?...

5 1/2 miles up the side of a freaking mountain to a lake.

one way.

So we start hiking. And again, I'm the slowest hiker in the world. So Charles, being the kind soul that he is, stayed behind with me. As we get farther and farther behind.

4 1/2 hours later we are almost to the end of the trail (we know because we bumped into another hiker) I am almost completely out of energy because all i had to eat all day was a peach. My stomach starts to cramp up, and since we are so close (as in like...3/4 of a mile to the end) Charles goes ahead to meet up with the rest of our group so that he or them can come back with some food for me and also to let them know that we are not dead.

After he leaves I take a rest on a rock for like 5 minutes, then move to the next rock...then the next...stopping at each one for about 5 minutes. Around rock four is when I threw up on the side of the trail...but that gave me a surprising amount of energy, and I was able to keep going along the trail. I thought I was going to make it to the end and then I saw that I had to go pretty much up the side of a ridge...I said "not happening bro." and waited for everyone else to come back.

So that's the end of the story, right? WRONG! Now I have to hike back the 5 miles I've come.

and again we get far behind everyone, because I'm slow and out of shape. But about a mile- two miles before the end of the trail, we come across the nicest human beings on the planet. They were riding their horses up their and the man got off his horse and let me ride it to the end of the trail.

Seriously, nicest humans EVER!

But of course then I was also saddle sore.

It was really funny to watch me try and walk Sunday. I was so stiff, but I had to keep laughing about it because there was really nothing else to do. It was just to funny.

Moral of the story? Make sure you ask questions and KNOW what you are getting yourself into BEFORE you go on a hike. Your life will probably be infinitely better.