such great heights

for some bizarre reason i thought climbing bierstadt at the tush-crack of dawn on a friday morning sounded like a cool idea.
11,700 ft. elev: "it doesn't look that far"
12,100 ft. elev: "i...can't...breathe"
12,203 ft. elev: "do i have asthma?"
12,249 ft. elev: "we're almost there, right?"
around the corner 12,251 ft. elev: "uh, nope"
13,307 ft. elev: "what the heck was i thinking at 5am this morning?"
13,989 ft. elev: "how steady is this edge of snow we're standing on?"
14,060ft. elev: "wow...(gasp)....what...(gasp)...a....(must have oxygen!)...view"
i sit there trying to figure out why i'd ever be satisfied to live in any other state. then the wind picks up for a few lengthy bitterly cold seconds as i'm perched precariously on a rock pile and i start to fantisize about hawaii.

ahh, my heart is a fickle one.