Last Sunday, I went hiking with my best friend and two other people (who I just met that day). My best friend, Sharon, wanted to hike this trail near Mt. Baker, Yellow Aster Butte. When she first mentioned the hike to me and how it would be hard, I hated the least inclination of her saying that it was difficult (and I might not be able to do it). I know she had the best intentions when she was saying so, but my body strength isn't the strongest - and I don't like people hinting at it. I'm working on it.
I wanted to do this hike because I wanted to test myself. I'm also not one to really give up.
All in all, it was a hard hike. To be honest, my body still aches a little bit (I did do a workout yesterday, though, but still...).
Through the hike, I was the one to constantly stop. I almost gave up, to be honest. However, I knew if I did, I'd have to wait a long time until they got to the top and back to me. Also, I just didn't want to be seen as weak. Maybe I already was seen as weak with all my frequent stops, but I think the fact that I kept going makes up for it.
The last part of the hike up to the top was very, very hard. It was incredibly steep and by that point, I was exhausted. Also, I'm not the biggest fan of heights. I did get to the top and that's what counts. Through my pain and panting, I got to the top.
Unfortunately for us, it was incredibly foggy and we couldn't see anything around us but fog. So, the view at the top wasn't all we hoped it would be, and I know the other girls were disappointed. However, not to say this again, but I got to the top. And to me, it was a big feat for my body and mind.
Here's photos of some pictures I took along the way: