Hopefully this summer, blogging will be better! More time on my hands/needing places to express my crazy adventures in Nashville.
Anywho!
Common Courtesy #2:
Let boys be boys.
For real. I'm so tired of girls trying to be men. Yes, we're tough. Yes we can do things on our own. But if a guy is offering to help you with something, by all means, let him!
Now I'm all for women's rights. Voting, voicing our opinion, etc. I'm all for it. But I would not like to be treated like a man. Opening car doors, paying for dinner, walking on the side of the sidewalk closest to traffic, I will always and gladly accept these things. And I think every woman should respect and accept these things as well.
I got the idea from This weekend. I went on the most intense camping/backpacking trip of my life for my backpacking and camping class (yes it is an actual class at Baylor.) There were some awesome men of God on the trip who were so servant-hearted it was incredible. But I have to explain the trip. Now, I never got a chance to weigh my backpack, but I know it was up there in the 60-70 lb range simply because when sitting on the ground, I could barely pick it up and sling it on my back. And I can hold my own when it comes to lifting heavy items. But for real. This was RIDICULOUS.
So this backpack is extreme...
For real. extreme. See that tent I'm holding? Yea...that hooks on the bottom. Plus a gallon of water inside. Plus a sleeping bag. Plus clothes. Guess who's back is sore today?
Now I'm an outdoorsy girl. I camp often, love to go to the lake, do water sports, etc. Backpacking is not my thing.
We drove an hour and a half away, strapped our packs on, then made our way across the river to the MOUNTAIN. yea...didn't know we'd be climbing a mountain, with 70 lbs on my back.
The trek was, needless to say, exhausting. The whole time I'd been looking forward to getting to know people in my class, talking and hiking, and it being a jolly good time. When I saw the mountain, I probably should've quit the whole talking idea and saved my oxygen. Mistake #1. I looked absolutely disgusting by the time we got to the top and I didn't have a mirror. I just could feel it.
After a sleepless night consisting of pouring rain and going back and forth from being hot to cold, we trek to the other campsite where our teacher was (all campsites were about .25 miles away from each other. Who does that?) Meanwhile, the rain begins. And packing up a wet tent adds a few more pounds to the mix. My crew, thank the Lord, is anxious to get back down the mountain. Our teacher, however, has other plans. We have to take the LONG way back...about 2.5 miles. And I know that doesn't sound like a lot. But put 70 lbs on your back and make half of it uphill. Oh and then add pouring rain. Kill me.
but I'm alive! We made it back in 2 hours and no one was injured....well aside from me falling 4 times (I'm not kidding. I fall all the time, even around campus. And falling with a backpack is even worse since it just weighs you down.)
haha if that wasn't motivation to not gain 70 lbs I don't know what else would be.
Next time I'll try to not be a Debbie Downer
-Court
