Funny thing, weekends. Usually, I try and cram as much stuff, as much activity into a weekend, then I end up doing nothing at all during the weekday. Its a tough cycle. I usually get one or two quality days during the week, then, you know how it is- you are tired, man. You just want to throw on the TV and chill. Its a tough rut to be in.
To get out of.
Anyway- I usually try and crush the weekends- getting in some fitness, getting in some blog work, some reading, some time with Brooke, and then doing whatever else is needed- errands, stuff, house stuff, more stuff, moving stuff. Whatever is it.
This last Sunday though, I crushed it. Follow along:
Alarm clock: 520AM
530AM: brushing teeth, putting on my hiking clothes, in the car.
540AM: driving to Camelback
545AM: walking up the approach to the mountain
615AM: its dark out, temperature is perfect, and I’m halfway up. Sun is coming up over the Four Peaks to the east
640AM: standing on the top, along with maybe ten other people. Phoenix is waking up, and its beautiful out.
730AM: back down at the bottom, walking back to my car.
745AM: driving to Squaw Peak, I’m jazzed up, ready to knock it out.
8AM: there is no parking at Squaw Peak. None. I drive up and done the parking lot, searching for hidden pockets. Squaw Peak is spread out, and there is nothing. I’m pissed.
815AM: back home. We decide to go down to the park and walk. We get in maybe 3 or 4 laps. Takes an hour.
930AM: We eat. I think it was an egg sandwich and bacon. Coffee too. I tried to quit coffee, or at least take a break. I lasted 10 days. I couldn’t do it.
10AM: It’s getting hot out. We decide to throw a change up and rent the movie Sully. We walk across the street to Redbox, rent it, walk home, and watch it. Sully. A good movie. Definitely worth it. I drink Cream Soda. Awesome.
1230pm or so. Sully is over. Tom Hanks. Its hot out. I start thinking that nobody is at Squaw Peak. Too hot out. I decide to go back to knock it out.
1-230pm or so: Hike Squaw Peak. Harder than I thought. Legs are screaming. Its not back to back, but its 2 of the Phoenix Mountains in one day. I’m happy.
3pm: home. Still sweating, but I’m not done.
315pm- 4pm. Gym. Just pushups, situps and pullups.
4pm: Shower and done.
430pm: I’m tired. We plan dinner, I get some reading in, and thats about it.
That is a full day. Made me feel really good. I want to do the same this weekend, but will wait til mid-day, when its hot, so I can do a true back to back hike.
But count it up:
up early, 2 hikes, 1 gym session, 1 entire movie, 1 walk at the park, some quality reading, and some good food.
What did you do?