Yesterday was my 50th birthday. I’m now a card-carrying member of AARP. That hardly seems possible. I really don’t feel 50…whatever that feels like. Sure, my knees hurt most of the time and the thought of going to an all-night party makes me laugh…but, 50. Nope. Maybe 40. But, definitely not 50.
I’m not [...]
I’m going to Everest. These little hills in San Francisco should be easy. Right?
Where’s the yak?
Seriously, I’m not feeling too good about these hills at all. I decided to walk up to the Mark Hopkins for breakfast from Union Square. I have no words. None.
The downhill was no better.
Recruiting Team Torry members! Come one, come all!
It takes a team to reach almost any big goal. Everest Base Camp is no exception. There are so many different aspects of this adventure that need to be focused on. And, expertise is needed…especially by me.
So far, there are six official T2 members [...]
That’s right, I got a Fitbit. If you’re not familiar with this new device, you probably won’t see it anywhere as it is so teeny-tiny measuring about the size of my pinky finger. The Fitbit tracks your calories burned, steps taken, distance traveled and sleep quality. You can also record the amount of food you eat [...]
Question Yak is terrific. He knows just the question to ask. No, Question Yak, it’s not your grunting that’s keeping me awake (I bet I can find an audio file of Yak noises if I looked hard enough). It’s all the information about Mount Everest that is available online.
This week I’ve been up way [...]
The alternative title for this post could be, “Scared straight.”
Is this what I should be doing? Seriously. 3 hours of training a day? PLUS special training sessions? 10-12 hour training day? Push myself beyond any limitations I have in order to tolerate pain?
Let me go back to 3 hours of training a [...]
Can’t. Breath. At. All.
Managed to walk up 6 flights of stairs. It was grueling. A couple of times I wondered exactly how long I’d be in the stairwell, hovering close to death, before anyone found me. This is not good. Six flights of stairs. I guess I’m glad to know where I’m starting, but come [...]