I was brainstorming last night of things that were fun to do without money. Surprisingly, I thought of some. I need to get back into my old habits of hiking and camping. I was once a man obsessed about those pastimes. Pretty much every night would find me in my tent and sleeping bag, and many days I would hike for miles and miles.
Last night, I pitched my tent in the back yard and slept in it. It got down to 27 degrees, but my goose down sleeping bag kept me toasty warm. I slept better than I have for months. Maggie tickled me though. She kept going in and out of her dog door, confused. She couldn't decide if she wanted to be out with me or in my warm home. She finally curled up on my bed and went to sleep without me. I missed her and wished she would have slept in my tent.
This morning, I awoke and walked down to the shopping center in the early morning chill. I asked Jay, my old boss at the Piggly Wiggly, if I could have some coffee from the employees break room. He told me to help myself. I fixed a cup of milky coffee and sat out with Big S in front of the store.
"What did you do last night?" Big S asked me.
"I slept outside in my tent," I replied with a big grin.
"George always said you were crazy," he told me of my little camping adventure. "You must have froze your ass off."
I laughed and laughed.
"I stayed quite warm, thank you," I replied.
I left Big S and hiked for two hours around town as I listened to my radio. My legs are still balking now after just arriving home. I am so out of shape. It is going to take a week of hours of hiking to get my trail legs back. This is going to be fun, though, and I need to display some passion for something in my life. I have grown tired of sitting in front of this computer all day when so few people blog. I still have that dream of one day hiking the Appalachian Trail.