I went hiking with some friends of mine and learned a valuable lesson-be wary when triathletes invite you hiking. We went north up to Ventura country and Point Mugu State park. From there we hiked four miles up the mountain, and then four miles back down. It was great hiking weather, around 65 degrees and very windy. When we got up near the top of our trail I was glad that I had brought a jacket, the wind really picked up and the temperature dropped considerably. We wanted to start heading back down around 3pm just to make sure we made it by sunset, so a few people in our group (namely the triathletes I was talking about) decided to jog the rest of the rocky, steep, zig zagging trail to the summit. Hey, whatever floats your boat. I took a little break and enjoyed the incredible view and huddled with my fellow slackers. (And by slackers I mean people who had just hiked and climbed up rocks for the previous 2 hours...)
Making it back down was much quicker and easier. If someone had told me how steep it would be going up there, or how far we were planning on going, I think I would have stayed on my couch with a nice cup of tea. All of us felt rightly sore, tired, and proud of our adventure. It was pretty grueling, but the company of good friends, and the mountain views, were definitely worth it. There's nothing quite like the hot shower after spending all day outside, scaling a mountain, or the soreness in your legs when you're sitting on your couch, munching on some much deserved pizza.
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