My typical modus operandi when I'm on a project is to hide in my room and feel sorry for myself. My goal with this project is to get out and challenge myself to try new things. On a tip from some clients I decided to check out a nearby Forest Service trail up to and around Thumb Butte, which looks like this:
Pretty, right? The trail was pretty simple though I wasn't used to the elevation and got pretty out of breath. I wasn't hiking with my husband, so I was perfectly fine sauntering along at a slow pace.
On the trail I started to have a bit of an anxiety attack about getting jump-attacked by a giant tarantula, which I assume happens to Arizona residents at least once every week or so. I was walking ridiculously slow and surveying my surroundings carefully when I came across THIS:
On the trail I started to have a bit of an anxiety attack about getting jump-attacked by a giant tarantula, which I assume happens to Arizona residents at least once every week or so. I was walking ridiculously slow and surveying my surroundings carefully when I came across THIS:
Needless to say there was much hyperventilating and yes, a little bit of crying. I managed to sort of hop-run past this little sonofabitch and made it up the trail relatively unscathed by scary tarantulas and cacti. Anyway it was a lovely, simple hike with beautiful views. And it was a small victory, but it was a victory nonetheless. I was proud of myself for getting out and doing something all by my lonesome. I still miss my Robbie though.
Here are some pictures for your enjoyment:
Here are some pictures for your enjoyment:
I will make sure to post some pictures from my trip to the Grand Canyon as well.
How is your week going, lovely people?
