24th July 2008
If I was under the impression that Simon was going to go quietly enabling me to crawl back onto the sofa with my dreams for company, I was rudely awakened yesterday. My phone bleeped with an incoming text ..
‘Don’t suppose you fancy climbing Snowdon on Friday night for sunrise. 1st stamina session, back sat afternoon’.
I sat and stared at it for some time, obviously he was tired and not thinking properly; that would mean that we were going to climb in the dark! I gave him a quick call, to have a laugh at his expense, but he was serious. So, here I am, bag packed, waiting for tomorrow evening, hoping that the weather will be good, because I don’t have a torch of any kind. If I’m honest, my stomach is a bit knotted; but it’s a good feeling, I’m looking for my boundaries again, something I haven’t done for 20 years.
If all goes according to plan, I’ll be having a brew on the top of Snowdon watching the sunrise on my 42nd birthday.
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