Oh boy, oh boy. Dog Mountain really was much, much harder than everyone told me it would be (thanks, guys!). With an elevation climb of 2500 feet in less than 3.5 miles, I think it’s safe to say this is the most challenging physical feat I’ve ever accomplished. Mother Nature both punished us (freezing wind) and dazzled us (acres and acres of wildflowers) today as we reached the summit, which happened to be completely socked in by a soggy rain cloud. At least we had super stacked homemade chicken salad sandwiches to devour. And honestly, I”m not sure which was harder, going up or down. Both left me all sorts of wiggly jiggly. In this picture I can no longer feel my fingers…
And on our way down, I proclaimed to my fellow hikers that “I’m totally going to eat my face off at Dinner Club tonight!” And the irony of this declaration was that DC ended up being super healthy this evening, with most dishes (including mine) fit for an issue of Cooking Light. Where’s the cheese when you can actually afford to eat it?!
I made a green apple/fennel slaw. And Lindsay, per usual, made a pie.
Such a delicious evening.
And to recap on last week’s Weigh-in, I lost those pesky three pounds I’d gained the week before!