Considering Brian and I leave for Nepal in seven weeks, we decided that it was time to get serious. We needed a plan- a training schedule of sorts to build up our stamina, so that our 10 day trek at high altitude through the Himalayas isn’t a painful experience. Ok, let’s be honest, it’s probably me who needs the training schedule if I am going to survive a 10 day trek through the Himalayas, but let’s just say “we” anyway. If I were a betting woman I would say that our friends and families are less concerned about how Brian is going to fare in this whole situation.
Perfect case in point- on Friday night I met Brian and his friend Ramsey for a drink. The minute I sat down out the table Ramsey told me that he heard about our upcoming trip, then he laughed (a very loud and guttural laugh) and told me that he thought I was going to die on the trek. Yes, he was being playful (I hope). Yes, he had had a few margarita’s (too many) but still…this is a bad sign, right? Not only does the image of me trekking produce a guttural laugh from a person I barely know but it also inspires jokes about death!
I will say that I got a laugh out of imagining myself hanging from a helicopter in a rescue basket while being airlifted out of the Himalayas. We all did actually. Brian also assured me that if this happens he will take lots of pictures for the blog, on his fancy high-resolution camera no less.
Trust me, I can understand why people are unsure about me on this trek. I’m a sensitive girl and I don’t just mean emotionally. I happen to have the world’s most sensitive stomach. It’s easily affected by changes in diet, travel and stress. Brian learned this first hand when I spent most of our trip to Nicaragua with a stomach ache on a pool chair. I’m also incredibly sensitive to the cold. My extremities have been known to turn a ghastly blueish white in the winter months…in LA. In case you didn’t know, LA isn’t known for its cold weather.
When you look up the word “rugged” in the dictionary you’re probably not going to find a picture of me accompanying it. But i’d like to think that what I lack in physical strength, I make up for with spirit.
So when the opportunity arose to trek through the Himalayas, an overly confident, “YES!!” rolled out of my mouth, and it was only after I received an email from Earthbound Expeditions, the organization we will be trekking with, entitled “how to prepare for your trek” did I realize that I may have gotten myself in over my head.
You mean, I don’t just show up for this trek? I need to prepare for it??
Clearly a training schedule was needed. Cue the Rocky theme song music, please.
The plan- complete one very long hike every weekend until we leave on the trip. This weekend we tackled a 5.5 mile hike up a trail called Paseo Miramar in the Santa Monica mountains. Note- this trail has a gorgeous view of the Pacific Ocean the entire way up but has no shade cover. None. And the sun was a punishing sun yesterday. It kinda made me feel like I was going insane by hour two. I swear I saw Jesus. It was so hot in fact that I got to witness a girl get rescued by the fire department for suffering from heat stroke. It was a pretty dramatic scenario. There was a helicopter and everything. I’m just happy it wasn’t me because that would have been a truly embarrassing start to this whole training thing.
Here is a photo of Brian in a sliver of shade we found. He looks so happy doesn’t he?
and here’s a picture of us at the top!
After one hike I am feeling very confident that I will NOT die while trekking. I got this.
1 down! 7 more to go!!