Today, Bob, Kate and I decided to be one with nature and hike up Piestewa Peak. What the hell were we thinking? I think that it took us about 2 hours to hike up the mountain, due to the fact that we’re fat and totally out of shape. During our ascent, there were people running up and down the peak. Absolutely crazy! I mean, there was a trail but it was by no means an easy one. We still had to climb up rocks and watch our footing. When we made it, we felt a sense of accomplishment. The view from the top was amazing, you were able to see all of Phoenix. And when I looked down, I was astonished that I even made it up here.
The best part of going uphill is that, “What goes up, must come down.” Due to gravity, we were flying down the mountain, no strain, no huffing and puffing. I was actually able to enjoy the scenery on the way down. Bob, unfortunately, did not have a pleasant trip down like I did. He must have pissed off Piestewa Peak because she decided to push him down the mountain, twice. Poor Bobby, doesn’t he look so sad?