Seems everyone is climbing Everest (will, not literally, but …) these days, some becoming a “first,”: the first disabled person to climb, the first woman, the first person under 15, etc.
It’s getting crowded up there, so much so, they’re leaving their debris behind.
No, this isn’t a conservation blog, but a blog about whether I need to have a physical goal like many in Colorado, where I live. Climbing or hiking every Colorado peak at or over 14,000 feet is an admirable goal here. We have more 14K peaks than any state. The oxygen up there is very very thin, and I have to “base camp” to go from Denver to Breckenridge.
My husband is a member of National Speakers Association (my personal nightmare), and he attended a conference in which the first 3 speakers had all summited Everest and they all had stories about how difficult it was (and expensive). The 4th speaker came out and said that he had NOT climbed Mt. Everest, and never intended to.
I have goals, and they’ve changed over the years: get a college degree (did that –three times), get a corporate job (did that, sometimes hated it), retire from said job (did that, barely), celebrate husband and children (doing that), grand kids (ditto), write a novel (did that many times, published once and working on a contract for 3 more).
Now my “personal Everest” is staying healthy, continue writing, being more social (that’s a real Everest commitment for me as an introvert), volunteering (ditto), enjoying life (doing), being a good person.
I have a small 12 x 12 rug that I keep under my feet at my computer desk. It is a woven picture of Mt. Everest. I keep my feet on it as I work. It keeps my feet warm, reminds me of my goals, and lets me breathe.
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