Instead of going to the gym on Sunday, we decided to go for a hike. We've done the 7.5 mile trail at St. Mary's River State Park before and have loved the views and the great work out. Mike brought the camera and was getting some great pics and we both were feeling pretty darn good about how much we were sweating our asses off.
And then I saw one of these:
And nearly peed my sweaty pants.
And we had 4 miles to go.
This trail is like a big giant circle. If you have 4 miles to go, you have 4 miles to go. There are no short cuts. You have to walk 4 more miles through the woods that you are now convinced are filled with giant black snakes.
So that was not fun.
Even though Mike could care less, I kept screeching every time a leaf rustled. I actually screamed and jumped when some mountain bikers road up behind us. I'm pretty brave is the moral of that story.
But we kept on hiking.
And then at about 2.5 miles to go, we both lost steam. We didn't see any more snakes because I'm pretty sure our growling stomachs and grunting whines scared them away. 7.5 miles is far. Walking/biking/running/whatever. That shiz was tiring. But, we did it and the pictures are pretty and I didn't get swallowed by a giant black snake, so I guess it turned out okay. And, as I asked Mike after the snake sighting, don't you think you burn more calories when you're terrified?
Some parts of the trail like this one make me feel like I'm in a fairy tale.
There were the brightest orange mushrooms out today. They seriously looked fake, they were so bright and perfect.
This is my, "I just saw a giant snake and now I'm too scared to finished this trail, but I have to." face.
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