Day: 5/17 Time: 8:45
This will be a bit of a different blog post today. I am exhausted. I think what I did today mentally took 20 years off my life. I would like to blame it on the coffee that I didn’t have this morning, but truthfully it was my dog. I started out today with a little workout. That didn’t go well. I was probably in there for 30 minutes. Once I told my mom Lily and I were hiking Kearsarge today she practically begged me to take the dog. I decided it would be the perfect bonding moment for my dog and me. We’ve always had this unspoken understanding that we don’t really get along. I think he knows I like cats. Anyway, I decided it would be fine. My mother promised me no hikers would be around, and that we would be totally fine. So, we venture up Kearsarge. It starts out fine. Beautiful day, with a little breeze, no bugs, and a dog that is behaving. Well, that doesn’t last long. We come up to a mini white hotdog dog in a harness. I’m holding Atlas down with brute force. He’s tugging at the leash in hopes to meet the dog. Then, he starts barking. These three girls trudging down the mountain are practically shaking in fear, the dog, well the dog, I swear is having a stroke. Lily likes to say it was levitating off the ground in fear. Atlas is going BALLISTIC. Like, I don’t know what to do ballistic. He starts tugging harder and that's when it happens. I eat shit. This thousand-pound dog has just dragged me to the ground. Like, come on. It was incredibly embarrassing and so damn funny. Lily was down bad with laughter, the woman was shaking in fear and their dog is just hopping away on its legs, and I was on the ground holding onto my dog for dear life. But that’s not it! Eventually, despite all our trauma, we make it to the top. It’s windy, so so so windy. Once again, Atlas goes ballistic. Apparently, he’s not good with the wind either. This dog, I swear, is grabbing at his leash and just pulling me down the mountain. Like, are you kidding me? Lily got some cute flicks though. So, we decide to head down the long way. The decent was gorgeous, for about 20 minutes. Then I became straight-up bored. It was just Lily and I skipping around rocks because we didn’t want to get our shoes wet, while Atlas is running back and forth splashing us with muddy water. Good times. But then, because my luck just decided to run out we come upon ANOTHER dog. At first, Atlas is good. He and the dog meet and all is well. Then, the boy with the other dog pulls his dog away, and once again Atlas loses his shit. He starts barking and this bark is terrifying. Atlas is tugging and I’m holding on for dear life while Lily is laughing. She eventually warns the poor people and says, “He just has a loud bark.” Thanks for that Lily. Atlas and I are standing on this ledge and the dog is right below us, so you think everything is fine, Atlas won’t tug me down. No, praise my luck, he drags himself down. This dog is basically upside down hanging off the ledge because his leash is holding onto him for dear life and I’m holding onto the leash. I gave him a little breathing room, and Lily and I dragged him down. The rest of the hike was uneventful. Oh, wait, no it wasn’t. Did I mention, Atlas bit my ass and then proceeded to dig out all the plant vegetation in sight. Safe to say Atlas and I definitely bonded. It was most unconventional but what happens happens. When we got home we blessed ourselves with a late lunch and a shower. Then I took a fat power nap, and we met up to work on our book for a while longer. This day has mentally been the death of me. Don’t worry, I’m looking forward to the rest of the days!
6 ½ Hours (feels like 100)
48 ½ /75
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