I did it! It is AMAZING!

With my pack fully loaded, I huffed and puffed up the winding dirt path. Exquisite views passed on either side of me as I became acquainted with my new trekking poles — compliments of my forgetting the ones I’d borrowed.

Like on those long runs where you suddenly find that the miles are passing quickly and with ease, I suddenly found myself in a groove.

Flick – plant – pull… it was effortless and exhausting at the same time. And I couldn’t help but think how sweet my triceps would be looking if I make this backpacking thing a habit. You think these things when you’re trying to make it up a giant mountain and no wimp out.

I was quietly celebrating the little success of the day as we pulled the packs off of our backs and began setting up camp. For on this 1st day of this grand adventure, I pat myself on the back, then immediately begin psyching myself up for the hike up Half Dome. I am more excited than ever. This place is far more beautiful than I’d imagined. I am surprised to feel a new sense of confidence — one that I’ve not known before.

I’m a little nervous. The pack is pretty darn heavy and not everything is in there yet. We’re planning to cover as much of Yosemite as we reasonably can in the few days we have. Fortunately, not all will be with the pack.

Of course I’m most excited about Half Dome. I’m also most nervous about it. Let’s just say that I have a healthy respect for heights. I’ve done my upper-body strengthening hoping to be prepared for the cables. I also ditched the week’s long run for two quick 6-7 milers yesterday and today. Fingers crossed it all works in my favor.

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I’ve been receiving messages from another country. Little messages, written in a foreign language, with photos attached — that make you wish you were there.