The sedentary life style is not for everyone. It takes a special type of person to sit on their couch or in their recliner, day in and day out, watching the sun rise and fall. They know the change of season as though it were a television show. Experiencing them only with their eyes as double pain glass maintains life a comfortable 68 degrees. You must have the dedication to consume as many calories as your body can physically handle while burning as few as possible. Most importantly you must understand that in the end all those extra calories will be provide you with a layer a cushion and warmth making your activity-less life that much more comfortable.
Ive always said that I would try anything once, so I set out to see what all the craze was about. I decided to try and understand why so many Americans chose to stay inside, in front of an LCD screen telling them about all the incredible things outside their front door. For three days thats what I did, or I guess more appropriately what I did not do. I was amazed by how difficult it is to do nothing. My back became incredibly sore. I slept more in those three days than I had in the last month. I could feel my muscles shutting down as atrophy takes affect, turning my muscle mass into a layer a dense adipose tissue. It is incredible how fast our bodies can adapt to a given environment.
I feel as though I should say that this life style was not one that was chosen, but rather bestowed upon me. On tuesday morning at 7:30 am I was graciously gift a new patellar ligament from someone that has passed before there time. Since then my level of activity has declined to the point of trying to get my right leg to go straight, bend past 90 degrees and force my quadricep to fire. It has been a drastic change from what I have been doing all year up to this point. A few days ago someone special told me that if I had asked her three months ago if she thought she would be where she is now, she would have laughed at the very thought of it. Three months ago I was planning on being back in Colorado enjoying the warm days with good friends, exploring a landscape new to me. If I was told that in three months I would be in Idaho recovering from a surgery I would have laughed at the thought as well. But I cannot say I don’t appreciate where I am, in fact I am starting to rather enjoy this twist of fate.
Yesterday I decided I had enough of my sedentary experiment. It seemed as though I was going nowhere, so I got behind the wheel of my truck for the first time in almost a week and drove out to the middle of the Idaho desert. A few months ago a couple friends put a plan into affect to give an old area a new look. With a little promotion and a lot of support from the local community they were able to raise enough money to replace all of the old tattered slings and draws with perma draws, chains and steel biners. The only thing left to do was put them up, which with over a hundred to replace and being a giant cave, this was no easy task.
While I could not offer much help as far as actually replacing the hardware goes, I was able to offer a my assistances in painting, moral support and comic relief. Out of the five people that were able to come help, over 80 draws were replaces and a new life was given to these old routes. Some of the largest contributors had never even been to this places yet they dedicated their time and money to helping out our small community.
A wise man once said, “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.” I could not agree more with Ferris Bueller. This last years has been a bit crazy but the last three months have been everything but what I expected. The funny thing is, Im stoked about the mess that it has been. It is incredible what can transpire in single day. A crag can receive a complete face life, a knee can fall apart or be completely rebuild, plans to move to a different town, state or country can fall apart or be born. Anything is possible, only question is where will you be three months from now?