The Worst Hike Ever

Mailbox Peak. It sounds harmless, but believe me it's not. 2.5 miles of uphill torture. And not that nice, gradual uphill climb, no, it was never-ending stairs made of tree roots, dirt and rocks. This was just my take on the hike. There were three other people with me who seemed to enjoy it, which I think made it worse for me. You know how when you aren't having a good time and everyone else around you is? Doesn't that just bug you? Yeah, so I was hot, tired, sweaty and stuck struggling up a mountain with three people enjoying themselves; annoyed! This picture represents me and my bad attitude:

I only feel bad about my bad attitude because Alex and Liz thought that I hated them for taking me on it. There wasn't a moment that I was mad at them, but I am sure that that wasn't easy to see, especially because when I wasn't trying to catch my breath, I was complaining, or shouting that the hike was horrible and that I wasn't going on any other hike any time soon. Alex and Liz are still trying to convince me that Mt. Adams will be fun and that I don't have to go go all the way up it, but I'm not sure I can handle it and I know myself, if I start it, I will have to finish it. I'm not sure it's something I'm prepared to start.

At the top, Alex kept commenting about how beautiful the view was and I kept thinking, "It wasn't work the effort."(Just one more example of my bad attitude)