The boyfriend and I went hiking yesterday out at Devil’s Lake. It was gorgeous and we had a lot of fun. It was nice to do something more physical on my day off from work. I haven’t really been able to do that lately.

But holy cow, we were like billy goats up there. We started on this trail that was 0.4 miles up the side of a mountain-esque hill (compared to Oregon, Wisconsin has no mountains). But what we failed to realize until it was too late was that it was a back and forth trail, basically straight up the side of this thing.

I’m glad we had our walking sticks. And that the slippery, dusty rocks didn’t let either of us biff it all the way back down.

My body is less sore than it should be. And I’m not excited about it. That just means it will get worse on that second day. Lame.

But I was SO impressed with both of us and our abilities to keep going up this trail – and then down another one. My legs got real shaky and, in some points, my left knee wanted to give. But we made it and rewarded ourselves with a dip in the lake.

And we went to see The Tempest at the American Player’s Theatre. It was pretty awesome. I forgot how funny that play in particular was.

And now I’m at work. I’m sure that by 3pm when I get off I’ll be super tired. Yay.

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    Here; swear then how thou escapedst.


    Swum ashore. man, like a duck: I can swim like a
    duck, I'll be sworn.


    Here, kiss the book. Though thou canst swim like a
    duck, thou art made like a goose.

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