...another one bites the dust

...3 mountains (one a 4800'er), 1 cleanse, 1 valentine's day.

it is day 10 of my cleanse.  seriously?  let's see...sun, mon, tues, wed, thu, fri, sat, sun, mon, tues...yep.  day 10.  this means tomorrow - fresh squeezed OJ ALL day.  one lucky gyrl, am i.

i went to the mountains this weekend...the adirondacks...with will, jaime, paula, eric, david, sue, jess, jen, amanda, wess.  what a great group of folks.  i hope i'll be talking more about them in the future.  we stayed at a cabin/lodge in elizabethtown, near keene valley.  fireplaces and pellet stoves...big kitchen where all shared the cooking...big dining table where we ate together...well...i didn't eat.  i drank.  but the sentiment was still there...communal living.  a gem.  day 1 - we (5 of us) skied 4 miles to the base of indian head, snowshoed up indian head.  the gusts at the top were welcoming.  the beauty to behold was breathtaking, even if full of clouds and snow.  special note: eric walked up in his backcountry skis (with 'skins' on them to help with forward motion) - he then skied down - over boulder jumps and tree tops - fascinating...what do you expect for strappingling young 25 yr old?  day 2 - a 10.6 mile climb (5 of us) up and down Whiteface at 4867'. 30 mph winds at the top. 17 degrees.  the winds were a shear challenge...exhilarating nonetheless.  day 3 - the sweetest climb of all, and the perfect was to round a weekend in the adks...a 35 minute climb up blueberry hill with will. ...to a lean to, with sun! (the first of the weekend), and wind at 35+ temps.  warming, indeed.

and i cleansed the entire time.  i ingested not near enough calories for all of this activity - less than 1200/day.  but, my energy was high -- very high.  never once did i falter.  somewhere within, i had tapped into a pure line.  unbelievable. 

and alas....another valentine's day gone without a valentine.  the last time i received a valentine was from my college boyfriend, tristan.  that was 15 years ago.  where's the romanticism gone?  where's the sharing of sentiment?  where's the conversation?  do men no longer participate...or is it just the men that i pick??  it's the latter, i refuse to believe otherwise.  i need to choose better.

...time for work, well....what's left of it.  T minus 46 days???  bring it!