For once, we’re granted with tons of snow! I traded the bike for snowshoes and enjoyed long walks in the snow.
Someone’s legs are going to hurt at Spring when riding her bike again.
I took an early and very fresh morning start, thanks to school schedule and, well, I have to work too.
I had the chance to enjoy landscapes free of human tracks. A day later, a couple of idiots destroyed the snowy landscape by playing with their snowmobiles.
Most people do short walks, about an hour or so. So, the moment you have to climb and the walk is well over two hours, the world is yours! No one around!
Because I must be sadist, when I have to trace the first track (exhausting), I deliberately choose very steep climbs and unecessary detours.
Bad karma, I know. But I’m at a stage of my life where I wonder if too much help is actually detrimental.
Seriously, It’s not easy to find the balance between tellling the truth and keep people motivated.
I think we’re always as good as our point of reference and comparaison.
Now, what if that standard is very low? it keeps getting lower, I think.
