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Why I go to bed early on weekends

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I realized this past weekend that I wake up earlier on Saturdays and Sundays to go hiking or play in the mountains than I do during the week to go to work. Case in point? My weekend activities recently included hiking Quandary Peak and partaking in a marathon of a Sunday Funday in Boulder. I basically use my work week to recover from my weekends.

Ever since my sunrise Greys and Torreys experience a few weeks ago, I have new standards for early departures. If I get more than an hour of sleep, I call it a win. I left for Quandary Peak at a completely reasonable time of 6 a.m., with Claire and a new friend from Denver Trail Runners in tow. After some minor difficulties finding the trailhead (we blame the confusing signs), we found ourselves hiking up to the summit. Quandary is one of the easier 14ers, but I really think there’s no such thing as an easy 14er. We started the trailhead at roughly 10,800 feet and in 3.75 miles we finished at 14,260 feet. You do the math. It was quite the elevation gain!

Conquering Quandary!

On the way down we passed at least 20 mountain goats, including several baby mountain goats. I had previously been planning on getting a chocolate lab puppy in the spring, but I now might be planning on getting a baby mountain goat. They were pretty darn adorable.

This is what adorable looks like

Naturally I decided to follow-up my 14er with an “easy” morning hike with my cousin, Jen, in Boulder on Sunday morning. My cousin had run a 10K trail race the day before, so this kind of thinking apparently runs in the family. We hiked to Green Mountain, which is on the backside of Chautauqua Park in Boulder. It was a great hike, but Sunday happened to be one of the rare days that Boulder was hotter than Denver so we were pretty beat by the end of it.

Top of Green Mountain

The hike was just the start to a packed day in Boulder that included Italian cooking, watching the finish of a half Iron Man, and tubing down Boulder Creek. Jen’s friend Stefano is from Italy, so I have been getting quite spoiled with homemade Italian food this summer. The highlight of the afternoon for me was definitely tubing down Boulder Creek. As a quasi-Missouri girl, I had visions of tubing down a lazy creek. I’ve lived in Colorado long enough that I really should have known better. Tubing down the Boulder Creek could more accurately be described as white water tubing. It was a blast.

Photo courtesy of Google.  Obviously that is not me.

We finished the day in Boulder with a candlelight dinner of delicious Bolognese pasta in Jen’s garden. Thank goodness the work week is now here, because I definitely need some rest for next weekend!

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Author: paulamahla

Typical Colorado girl that can't make up her mind. Trail running, hiking, climbing, camping, CrossFit, ultimate frisbee, and skiing? E, all of the above.

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