Whiterock Peak.

It looked perfect.

Short and sweet.

I only needed about a two-hour hike, so I thought this would fit nicely into the training plan.

There was just one small detail I forgot to check:

the difficulty rating.

Oops.

Instead of the steady uphill walk and breezy downhill jog my coach had planned, I found myself crawling on all fours on the way up…

and sliding down on my bottom on the way back.

So much for structured training.

At one point, I’m pretty sure the session changed from:

“build muscular endurance”

to:

“try not to fall off the mountain.”

Still, I can’t complain.

There was absolutely zero chance of boredom because I was far too busy concentrating on staying alive.

And that’s the fun of it, really.

We chose the challenging track…

and Whiterock Peak definitely delivered.