Heres how my morning went. Im supposed to meet up with the team to ride up Big Cottonwood for an hour. This is my first time climbing it in about 2 years and i'm super sore from dryland and weights yesterday. Can't find the team. Decide to climb it by myself. Feeling intimidated but also like a badass, I start the climb.
2 min in- I wonder why I woke up, why I decided to do this myself and why I didn't turn around already.
30 min- cant breath, stop to ponder life, after 5 min of dealing with inner turmoil I continue.
1 hour- I stop again at about halfway up. try to convince myself I done good for my first solo canyon climb and feeling defeated, I turn back only to pass my teammates on the way down. *sigh*.
Im gonna make cinnamon buns now...
This is a typical practice for me.
What would this post be without a picture of one of my cakes? This was for Mikeys 21'st birthday on wednesday :) Its chocolate cake with raspberry filling.