Don't Stop Doing

I'm not going to give up easily. My kid's kicking my butt only makes me realize that I need to work harder, to make myself workout when I don't want to, to do things that are outside my comfort zone, so that at the very least, I can continue to do challenging hikes with them or go run a race where they don't have to wait too long snacking on bananas and free 'aide for Dad to appear at the finish line.
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Summer Solitude at Camp Muir

I saw nary a sole for the remainder of my descent, gloriously lit by a better than half moon, negating the need for a light, and glittering off Pebble creek like so many miniature reflectors. Sure, the pace is slower in these conditions as I throttle back and lift my feet more, scanning side to side to look for the shadows off rocks cast by the moon. But who's in a hurry on a night like this, with perfect weather and complete solitude?
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An Unhappy Viewer

Right from the get-go with the use of the old Macintosh standard font to the horrific use of green screen to the worst voice overs EVER I was in absolute stitches. Your blend of completely and totally terrible acting and super-cheese editing makes for a film of a caliber I have not had the opportunity to encounter in quite some time.
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Hiking Snow

Were I to do it right now I would have extra clothing, some ability to cross creeks and immediately change into something dry, like perhaps some sandals for fording or a dedicated pair of hefty wool socks for wading. Extra food for itinerary problems, like backtracking or bailing. Extra padding, full length, for snow camping. The ability to stake a tent in snow, like snow stakes or baggies to fill and bury. An ice axe for navigating snow slopes; I would avoid travel across dangerous slopes when the snow was firm or frozen.
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