We sort of unintentionally crossed a line off my life list last weekend.
SweetGuy and I were in Colorado, and despite a cold rain we decided we couldn’t pass up a casual walk in the mountains. See the peak on the right:

SweetGuy and I ended up climbing it. Well, climbing is an exaggeration mostly. We walked up it except for a stretch of about 15 feet that might have been officially considered climbing. It was steep, muddy, cold, very wet, and I had to stop a gajillion times to catch my breath.

Here’s the picture I took of our beautiful selves after conquering the mountain. Believe it or not, this is the picture where I look “good.” We look about as good as the weather that day. Let me tell you, though, we had an absolute blast. And, I would have totally done the same thing again the next day if it didn’t feel like my legs were going to fall off. I’m such a toned and fit athlete.
I could get used to this Colorado thing. I’ve loved everything about this state. Even when the weather was terrible, it was still breathtaking.
And, in my book, it allowed me to tick something off the life list. Booyah!
Colorado is, in my mind, officially kicking Illinois’ behind. Well, except for this sign I saw as I took a walk after work tonight:

Can you make that out? It’s warning of RATTLESNAKES.
Illinois, here I come, how I missed ye!!!
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You missed Illinois when you were in Colorado?! Crazy. I would have stayed there if I had been there. Even with the rattlesnakes it DEFINITELY kicks Illinois’s butts.