Awakening

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

Mt Liberty 7-4-10

Aggressive Summer. I've added a schedule to the blog, a list of quests completed. More to come I assure you, I feel betrayed if a weekend goes by without a trail or two. Idle hands are the devil's tools, and if I'm too tired to go out I'm not filling the porcelain with bile on Sunday morning. Last few weekends I seem to have replaced the old demons with a beast much more powerful: I'm an athlete.

I know, believe me it sounds crazy as a type the words. I have a twin brother (Mike) who can bench a Buick, something like a permanent 50 lbs on me my whole life, but I never had that "warrior spark".
I have awoken a monster.

I knew it when I got back to the car after hiking Moosilauke via Beaver Brook, the accomplishment was overwhelming. I had just taken #10 on the list via its most difficult trail, solo, in 90 degree weather. I felt like a friggen superhero, and it gets better with every notch on my belt. Sure my legs hurt on Monday at the office, but by Thursday they're made of iron - ready to crush another challenge beneath my massive hobbit paws.

From here on I'll be hitting the page with trip reports, pictures of the summits and interesting stories along the way. Don't get discouraged if you dont see the puppy right away, she's a winter dog after all....