The soreness from yesterday's hike is finally settling in. My legs, sore from the awkward gait of the snowshoes, are briefly relieved when I take off my BOG boots so I can move my feet as I like. My upper arms are also sore from supporting the weight of my pack and taking it on and off. Although I had forgotten my snowshoes, Ryan let me use his so I could see what they were like. soon, I was wearing them the entirety of our hike. I liked the bar I could flip up to use on inclines. I was pretty good at not stepping on each of the shoes, although I did wipe out a few times. Luckily, the snow was fluffy and I was bundled in multiple layers so the falls didn't hurt. The only time it came close to hurting was when I completely wiped out and my messenger bag whipped around and whacked me in the face. Other than that, the terrain was fairly boring and I was afraid we'd run into bears toward the end. I'd see what I thought were their tracks as it got darker and darker and insisted on holding onto Ryan's hand even though it made it more difficult to hike. We ran into the presidents of the ski club and despite being nice, we knew we were being lectured about punching holes into their precious groomed trails with our boots and snowshoes.
Other outdoorsy things we did included walking on a frozen lake (not for very long because I was nervous) and went to the beach to take photos. I will post photos from that soon.
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