It isn’t Thursday, but I’m remembering some past trips to the Smokies, and that even though they be but little(ish), they be mighty. (Bonus video content in this post!)
March marked one year anniversary of Sjӧgren’s being in remission – but what does that mean, exactly? For one thing, it means learning to work with my body.
Today we discover that not only do I suck at video games, but also blogging. (But you probably already knew about the blogging problem.)
I figured the second anniversary of my diagnosis was as good as any to get back on the blogging horse and ride a while again. So what have I been up to for the last six months? Well, kicking Gus out – for real and true this time – is just one thing.
My first section hike of the Appalachian Trail was unplanned – and short.
I decided to try another hike without Gus, this time up a mountain to a waterfall. It was an epic fail. But hey, it was in the mountains so I’m not beating myself up about it too much.
Dr. Negativity – the one who keeps saying I’ll never be off oxygen – is finally coming around. Might I be off oxygen by the end of the summer? I decided to try a hike without Gus and see how my lungs kept up without their training wheels.
It has been a year since I started hiking again. In that time, I’ve inched closer to being able to ditch Gus, my oxygen, for good — and convinced my pulmonologist that isn’t just crazy talk.
Sometimes ticking off a goal on a checklist isn’t as much fun as just wandering aimlessly through the woods.
Today, I was supposed to knock out three hikes and make up for some lost time. But, with the temperature in the single digits this morning when I started to head out, I thought I’d rather just curl up with a pot of coffee and get some busy work done. (Hiking in sub-zero temps may be OK with The Real Hiking Viking, but not for Cassie. Though I am enjoying watching his hike progress.) I was going to hike Shawnee Lookout today, but instead I’ll fill you in on some of the history of my second-favorite local park. Then next weekend, we’ll see how my lungs fare on its trails.