Hike.

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We hiked to Eagle Peak on Mount Diablo yesterday. I bounced up as though it were nothing, and at times it was miserable, but in general I felt more alive than I have in a long time. This week has been a rough one. With a generally clearer head comes, of course, the shitty depression we use distraction to avoid. When that runs out well, kid, there you are. A hike reminded me that my body is resilient as fuck, and the realization is proof that my mind also is. I've been working out regularly and the changes are genuinely impressive, especially to Andrew, who knows my body and has a doctor's and personal trainer's knowledge of these things, for real. He also is my gym partner and his relationship with and understanding of food and nutrition has helped me immensely. I am healthier than I have ever been in my adult life. This is our first of many hikes of the season, including Mount Whitney, which is just over a month away.



Also, I look like someone's goofy kid brother or, as my buddy Molly pointed out, a character in a remake of Stand By Me (Teddy Duchamp, natch), but do you see that pump? I have muscle tone!