Yesterday we threw our small packs in the car and took off to do some hiking in this beautiful fall-ish weather. It was windy and overcast but also warmer than we had expected.
The uphill was a bit strenuous. Or at least the lactic acid burning in my thigh and buttock muscles claimed it was. Dagnabbit, I sure would have thought I would have been in better shape after a summer of gardening and work around home. But as my dear husband tried to explain to me, when we're hiking or climbing, we use an entirely different set of muscles (or at least use them in a different way) than we do otherwise. (His muscles were "talking" to him, too.)
No matter. We both made it without damaging our bodies in the least. No after effects this morning. And there's no doubt the exertion (puff-puff), fresh air and relaxing effect was good for us.
Hiking boots, resting boots. Even without bright sunlight the whole hike was gorgeous.
Frost warning for us tonight. I'm thinking it won't happen though. But I'll be sure to close the cold frames over the tomatoes and peppers . . . just in case.
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