No. So I do end up making plans. Lately we have had All of The Snow, so I have been skiing and snowshoeing with friends. And despite my commitment phobic nature, it's been good. Yesterday the Freak of Nature (so named by me because of her inhuman level of fitness) and I skied from my house in the canyon. It's rare we get to do this, because of lack of good snow and yahoos who like to drive the road and get stuck, leaving no room for ski tracks. But the foot of snow we got pretty much shut them down and we had it all to ourselves.
|This is a picnic table in the campground. I don't know why, but this picture makes me giggle.|
I balanced out the social time with a solo Slog of Brutality on snowshoes today on the same road. Because I never walk in ski tracks, even if they are mine and nobody else has even come that way, I plodded along at a blistering pace of about 40 minutes to the mile in the deep, unconsolidated snow.
The avalanche danger is very high right now, so I couldn't go very far up it before I had to plod back down the road. Visions of six starving pets if I didn't come back were enough to overcome my usual sense of disappointment at not continuing on.
It's interesting to me how some people always want to be around others because I don't feel that way. I love the time I spend with friends, but there are some things I want to keep to myself. I need big chunks of time to be silent, write novels in my head, dream about the Colorado Trail. (Someday, my pretty.)
So rest assured, your phone won't ring at six in the morning with a super annoying Morning Person at the other end. Plans? Okay, I will make them, as long as I have my Brutality Slogs mixed in.
Do you always have adventures with others, or do you sometimes go solo? Do other people think you're strange and include on a list of faults about you? (Oh wait. Ex boyfriend did that. Thankfully long gone!) Want to hike the Colorado Trail in 2015?