Man o man this month has gone by fast.
I only got 20,000 of climb so far.
So much for my ambition of 30,000.
Can't make up that difference in five days.
I be lucky to get half that difference and maybe get the Strava merit badge.
No winners circle for me.
Started the month way left footed.
But, uptick, I lost a few pounds camping.
That is usually the case.
Pretty much convinced that my metabolism changes when I spend a few days above 10,000 feet.
I don't eat all my exercise calories but I drink more than my usual.
That makes discipline and tracking kind of dicey - but losing pounds is satisfying.
Camping has a lot of walking around in it.
It is not like I have a computer chair or a tv couch anywhere.
The bike rides are kind of serious but even when not doing that I do a lot of short exploratory hiking.
Camping - sleeping is sometimes kind of fitful. Noises in the night. "what was that?"
Don't know if my tracker watch catches that fitful kind of sleep.
I sleep in a meadow surrounded by Aspen trees. I hear all of this clattering in those trees.
There are no cows in this region of forest.
Deer... you would kind of think deer to be a quiet animal. But I guess on a moonless night they stumble about in the trees.
After a couple of nights of figuring that out sleep becomes solid.