Climbing a big mountain is like being in the Olympics. Months or even years of training have to be transformed into results in only a couple of days. I've been having a ball prepping for the challenge. I'm on my way to the summit of a really challenging peak. I'll do what it takes to get there, including today's run at the Tobacco Heritage Trail in LaCrosse, VA.
I had to have my car serviced in nearby South Hill, so what better way to spend an hour and a half of free time than in running?
No turning back now.
To the summit and a safe return.
I'm on a train with no intention of getting off.
I will not focus on the risks.
I will trust my guide to turn me around if he thinks it's necessary.
I'm heading into the unknown.
How will I perform?
I'm going for the top of the Riffelhorn, putting my feet on terrain I've studied meticulously in photographs to glean its secret paths.
I am proud to be trying.
I am proud to be Dave Black.
I am proud I have the courage.