death by snowshoes.

fresh white powder. moonlit sky. good company. what isn't to love?

don't let the picture deceive you. i died that night. it was death by snowshoes. 

have you ever been snowshoeing?
did you know that it's the equivalent of having your legs filled with concrete and dragging them through wet sand while your sweat is instantly freezing on your forehead .

okay. so it wasn't that bad. i'm really glad that we snowshoed eight miles in the middle of the night during the dead of winter through fresh powder. 

but. i crossed it off my bucket list. and now my thighs and calves are buff.  

in all seriousness, i took a moment to catch my breath that night and experience the beauty and majesty of God's creations. i love nature. i love my friends. i don't love the cold. and i love that i can say i snowshoed eight miles. uphill. both ways. it was so worth it.

what's your hardest work out experience? have you had a better snowshoeing experience? what should my next outdoor adventure be?