Have you every run a 5K race in a sandbox? A really hilly sandbox?
While we were in northern Michigan last weekend we did. Sort of. We visited the Sleeping Bear Dunes National Park. It’s a place my family visited regularly when we were kids, and I looked forward this trip to climbing the dune. (Click on the photos to see them more clearly.)
After you climb the initial dune you can follow a trail all the way to Lake Michigan. For some reason I thought it was about 1.25 miles to the lake. On our way out to the lake we figured out from signs that it was longer. When we got back to the car and read the brochure we learned that the round trip is 3.5 miles. Huh.
It felt like a really long way on the way out. Every time we came to another steep hill we just knew that the lake was on the other side. But what we always saw was more of this.
After many many steep sandy hills we finally made it to the lake…
…along with several other exhausted and hot people.
The lake was cold, but it sure felt good on my hot feet.
After a bit of a rest I filled our water bottle from the lake for the long trek back to the car. We had underestimated how much water we needed for our hike, and we drank the entire bottle on the way out. I decided we’d risk drinking lake water on the way back. Better than no water at all…and in fact it tasted pretty darn good.
Now that we knew how difficult the walk would be we were a little bit intimidated. But we made it back in about an hour. An hour to do 1.75 miles. Of sandy hills. In the heat.
Let’s just say we don’t have to do that again real soon.
But I bet we do it again someday.