Babad Do'ag

First hike today. I have never gotten a runner's high. I have absolutely never run far enough, no matter what the age, or the distance (which on forced junior high runs could be several miles) to ever have a runner's high. Running sucks. Period. Hiking on the other hand, rocks. I haven't been on an extended hike in five years, and my body shows it.

I started back today with Babad Do'ag (hereafter BD) and after ten minutes to find the trail head and run across traffic on a blind curve on the Catalina Highway, it was worth it. The worst part was following a small trail out of the parking lot, hoping I was going the correct direction, and winding up locked in a battle with a mesquite before praising Google and the Internet (thank you Sprint) for still working while I looked up information on the actual trail head.

Did I finish the trail? No. But I did a solid hour and a half, which isn't bad for a first back. And by the way, after the first ten minutes (five or less if you aren't out of shape and cursing decision to hike while wheezing like a fifty-year-old boxer on a comeback) that first upgrade from the road leveled out to a nice manageable uphill that was fun and pretty. Some endorphines? Yep, I'm sure. But at my own pace and no competition.

I'll be doing this trail for the next few weeks until I get to the top and it is still cool.