Last weekend, we were watching videos and the kids saw one where Reagan and I climbed up Sanitas in September 2009. Should we do that again? I carried her up until the rocks on that one but I figured she was old enough to hike it herself now. Sydney hadn’t been there so she was excited about climbing up all those rock faces. So I told Kim that I was taking Kayla in the backpack too and that she better come along or else she would be a bad mommy. She agreed to come even though she hates that mountain. Bad memories or something. I thought this would be Kayla’s first summit but upon later research, I found evidence that she had been there before!
Anyway, it got really windy on the way down there so I hoped that it wouldn’t impact the fun quotient for the day. Ended up decently breezy in a cooling way as we went up the valley. It was blowing against our backs so it was actually pushing us uphill. Unfortunately, my posse kept stopping as dogs passed by because they wanted to pet them all and see what kind they were. I told you — they think they are in the market! In between those stops, Kim kept telling me that this would be Wyatt’s last hike because she thought he might die out there today. I knew that’s just how he always looks on trails. Yet, 2 or 3 hikers offered Wyatt some of their own water as if I was a neglectful owner. Whatever.
Once we got through the valley and onto the red dirt and started up through the rocks, the kids were full of energy. Climbing each way. I would constantly pretend to be lost or confused. Its my gig with the kids. They kept instructing me and finally I heard Sydney tell Reagan, “Kids are just faster than parents.” Oh really? Not all parents! We took a pit stop in the cave and the kids played around while Kayla got out of the backpack and walked around like she was a big deal. She kept touching the jagged rocks and saying “Ouch!” as if to warn us of the deadly sharpness.
The kids ran ahead while Kim and I made our way and had to help old Wyatt up a few of the bigger steps. Wuss. I guess he is 10 now. Finally, I could see that last wood pole but the kids were out of sight. Suddenly, I heard them yelling at me. I looked up and they had topped out and were swinging on the summit pole. Guess we don’t get to cross the line together. They won. Kim and I joined them for a few photos. The wind had been hidden from us up until the summit but it was gusty up there. Like blow your hat 100 yards away gusty. So we opted not to stay and we started motoring down quickly.
Reagan was slipping and sliding on the way down. Probably a bit of lack of traction from her street shoes and partially starting to bonk. We gave her some Skittles. About 60 seconds later, the sugar was in her saliva and she was a new kid. I heard that works but I saw it first hand today. You don’t have to ingest the carbohydrate, you just have to taste it. We kept making our way down pretty well even though the wind was not relenting. Right above where the guys do bouldering on the steps, Kim was ahead of me and I slowed down and stood still for a second and the next thing I knew my left ankle buckled and I went down. Kind of fell head first and Kayla came over the top. Her 5 point harness kept her in but it scared her and she was crying. I was bleeding on my right palm, left knee and right shin. Mostly just surface wounds but that left knee took the weight of the fall on a rock and didn’t feel excellent. This was actually my 2nd fall of the day. I took a little tumble just after suiting up with Kayla by the car in the parking lot. My ankle is weak and this extra weight was just throwing off my equilibrium or something. Not fun for me or Kayla.
I kind of zoned out after that and just marched my way to the car trying to concentrate on my feet and not killing my child. Made it back safely and I washed up the best I could so we could go eat a late lunch. Got everyone ice cream too. I think they had a good time. Sydney is ready to go again tomorrow. Reagan is just a tiny kid so that was a lot for her. But I think she will be ready to roll as she gains some strength.
When we got home, it was mid-afternoon. I was sweaty, tired, and had dried blood on me. My knee hurt. There was only one thing to do. I went and ran 12 miles. It sucked in so many ways. Perfect training.
We went 3.88 miles with an elevation gain of 1,387 feet in 03:08:14. Heart rate average was 86. View my GPS data on Garmin Connect.
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