What a beautiful weekend we just had! Summer came to Maryland with all its humid avengence, AND it was a 4-day weekend for me. Sorry, I’ll try not to brag…too much.
I went to a Washington Nationals baseball game with the padre on Saturday. I found a Groupon deal for cheap tickets and a voucher for concessions so I figured what the heck. Do I like the Nationals? Not really [go Yankees], but I do love watching baseball- not to mention the Nationals Stadium has Hard Times and Ben’s Chili Bowl as vendors. You can’t really go wrong.
I also found out that to take panoramic pictures on my camera you scan the view you want to capture and it clicks away [10 frames/sec] to seamlessly stitch together your photo. I fell in love all over again. My old camera I had to manually take three consecutive pictures and it would stitch them together [usually not too well]. #upgrade
Every once in a while I like to go running on a trail in the woods, or go on a hike, or lay at the beach just so I can forget about life for a few hours. Stop thinking about the job application I have to write, the loan payments I have to make, that appointment I need to cancel, and just enjoy nature. I’m too hippie for my own good, but seriously- its theraputic. I’m no transcendental, but I can see what they were after.
So, on Sunday I decided to go hiking. Shenandoah National Park is only about 2.5 hours from my house and its beautiful. There are a ton of great trails ranging in length and difficulty, and -for some reason- its one of the least visited National Parks, which means its never too crowded. Except for Sunday. On Old Rag Mountain hiking trail. I knew this was the most popular trail in the park, but I heard it was hard. Like crawling on your hands and knees hard. So, naturally, I wanted to do it.
There were two bottlenecks near the top of the mountain where certain parts of the trail only allowed one person at a time, and were particularly difficult. I’m talking I was waiting in line for 10 minutes to crawl through some rocks. The views were spectacular though, and I made a few friends along the way.
I was tired for two days. Note to self: 8.8 miles is hard.
Monday? I have no idea what I did…probably because I did nothing. What a great weekend.