I love to hike, and my friend and I have been hiking pretty consistently for the past 4 years. When we started, we only did 2 miles. These days, we do 5 miles in the summer and 7 miles when temperatures drop into the 80s or 90s. I love hiking as it makes me feel powerful, strong, and connected with what little nature we have out here.
Getting in my car after a hike is difficult, and getting out of my car is even more difficult. I swear I can hear my bones creak! The morning after a hike, I’m usually more sore than I like to admit, and I can feel every muscle I’ve used. But I do it again, week after week. Why? I just plain love it.
I love walking through the desert. We’ve seen coyotes, rabbits, lots of lizards, birds, scorpions, weird prehistoric bugs. I even saw a snake once. We also found a skull of some type of animal, which was pretty cool.
The desert is a harsh place to live, and sometimes I regret moving here. I miss the green that was everywhere in Pennsylvania. In the grass we never bothered to water, the trees everywhere, flowers that didn’t really need special care. We had to water the tomatoes, but if we missed a day, it was no great tragedy.
There are pockets of beauty here, and I’m constantly reminded of them when I hike. I know when the growing seasons in the desert are, and I know that many things make their homes here, despite how hard life must be.
So even though my bones ache, that’s why I hike. It’s not bad exercise either!