thanks to peer pressure (apparently, 30-somethings still buckle), i am going to do the unimaginable. much to my horror, i was shoved out of my comfort zone and found myself committing to a CLIMB.
i will climb a mountain this friday.
of course this isn't hardcore climbing. i have been assured that 10-year-olds have hurdled this particular trail, and i suspect that because i know this, pride will be the single most important factor that will drive me to reach the peak. regardless of level of difficulty though, it is still a mountain. and it is still something i never ever thought i would do.
as this is probably the first and last time i am going to do this, i am deciding to milk the event for all its worth. as it turns out, it's a great way to get out of other stuff. for instance:
"can you meet the friday deadline?"
"i need an extension. i'm going to climb a mountain."
"can you meet me for dinner this thursday?"
"oh no, sorry, i'm going to climb a mountain."
"please run away with me by the end of the week."
"oh i can't. i'm going to climb a mountain."
i may or may not be missing the point of the activity.
so if after this week, my blog becomes stagnant again, it might not be my run-of-the-mill laziness, ok? it's entirely possible that i ... stayed (sounds better than "met my untimely demise"?) ... in the mountain. so there. ha!
mountain climbing. the ultimate excuse.
