I was true to my word sort of...

I didnt go to the lake like I wanted. I did go, but once I got there I saw that the gates were closing in less than 10 mins. So I left there and headed over to Lynn Canyon. A wonderful park that has a suspention bridge above the creek, it also has many many wooden stairs going all the way down. I climbed over 600 of the bad boys. It was cruel and unusual punishment. I was sweatting and panting and mad at myself for doing it, but in the end I was happy I did it. I even took 5 mins to sit on a log down by the river and just think and reflect on my mood and the day. I was all alone, no kids, not husband, just me and my thoughts. I thought a lot, I walked and ran and jogged and panted. I didnt care if I looked fat or un-coordinated. I wasnt doing it for anyone else but myself.

Here are a few pictures I managed to snap as I went along my way:

The very beginning, the first tiny bit of stairs.

The view at the bottom, the very river I sat next to and relaxed by.

This picture does not give it justice, these stairs suck, big time!

More tranquil river, exactly what I needed yesterday

Me panting and huffing and puffing. I could see the steam wafting off my face I was on fire! But it felt so good and I knew I must have done something right!

Tonight I am off to Swimming. 20 laps? I hope so, thats my goal! This time with my friend Jess. Working out with a friend is rewarding and so much better than just sitting somewhere doing nothing!