Yesterday Drew and I made a deal that if he went hiking with me in the morning (not his favorite outdoor activity) I would go climbing with him in the afternoon. I must have been in denial of my pregnancy at the time; I don't why I thought I was capable of that much exertion in one day. The good thing about being in the second trimester is that you feel great. The bad thing is that sometimes you forget about your "condition" and bite off more than you can chew.
So yesterday morning we drove up to a dumpy little town just west of Boulder called Ward, CO. We parked at the Brainerd Lake recreation area after the nice lady at the entrance let us in for free (we failed to bring cash to pay the entrance fee, oops). We hiked 5 miles round trip along two beautiful alpine lakes just above treeline. The hike felt great but I definitely needed a nap by the time we got home.
After my nap I stuck to my word and went climbing with Drew. We decided on a 3-pitch 5.7 route in Boulder Canyon at Cob Rock. I haven't done much climbing since I've been pregnant especially since my belly has been getting bigger. I guess I should have realized when I could barely bend over to tie my climbing shoes that I was in for more than I had bargained for. It wasn't pretty but after some struggling, grunting, and only a few tears I made it to the top. Don't worry, climbing while pregnant is safe, but certainly not very graceful.
Today I have a date with the heating pad... Drew is out climbing, with someone else.
Drew's fun fact: According to the U.S. FDA standards, 1 cup of orange juice is allowed to contain 10 fruit fly eggs but only 2 maggots.
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