I thought I was going to die. Okay... maybe not die but I did consider what it would cost to bring a helicopter in to rescue me.
So... I have this friend. And she invited me to go "walk the ridge" behind her house. Please remember that I am from Memphis, Tennessee where we don't really have any "ridges." Well, we have The Oak Ridge Boys but that's a whole different kind of ridge. I accepted her challenge. I even told her I was going to SHOW her how it's done.
Here is where I made my mistakes:
2) Before getting all big and bad about your abilities, ask your thin friend how often she walks this path. If she tells you "a few times a week I walk/run this path to get to work" BACK AWAY.
3) Check the weather forecast before accepting the challenge. When it's going to be heading to 90 degrees, don't go for a workout in the desert. The heat will be coming from the sun & heating all of the rocks and dirt around you, MAKING IT DIFFICULT TO FUNCTION.
4) Typically like your water room temperature? Me too. When you take your water bottle into the desert, the contents become the same temperature as the surrounding conditions. Warm lemon-aide on a WALK THROUGH HELL isn't refreshing.
5) Remember that you are on your thin friend's turf. She's been there/done that. If it were a pie eating contest, I could have kicked her ass.
Arielle, "we could go on the path to the right but that's the easy way. Turn left."
Arielle, "now RUN on the downward hills."
Arielle, "can you feel that in your legs? Buttocks?"
Arielle, "we're almost to the top... keep going... okay... I'll meet you at the top... you can do it... Amy...?"
Amy, "why is it I just want to lay down and pee on myself? Is that normal?"
With all of that being said, I DID IT. And I'm obviously alive. And I'd do it again, if it wasn't so hot outside.
Arielle said it's an awesome hike when there's snow on the ground. I bet it would be, if I had a sled and some dogs.