Jun 2, 2019
After eating a dubious amount of carb loaded breads and baked goods, I thought it was time for a little breather, and I’m not talking about loosening the belt around my pants. I needed to get excercise, shed a few pounds, and earn my ideal summer body after all. Yet, attempting to summit the Mighty Mount Olympus with a band of rag tag inexperienced (and out of shape) hikers, was not the best idea. Reaching the saddle of Mount Olympus had me panting, and feeling like my legs were going to split. Yet the sheer vastness of the view ahead of me put the pain farthest from my mind.
