My snowshoes are the professional expensive kind, purchased with my domestic terrorist ex many years ago. He was totally into winter sports, so I ended up owning skis and snowshoes and all kinds of fancy accompanying equipment (yes, I not only wasted several years with this guy, but several thousands of dollars as well 😒). I have since sold the the skis, because I never really liked skiing and only did it for him, but I kept the poles and the snowshoes because I did enjoy jaunting through the woods in the snow. I tend to dislike the cold, but being active and walking with snowshoes is hard, strenuous work that gets my blood pumping and warms me up quite nicely. I also love gearing up in snowpants and a big fluffy coat because I feel like a big cushioned marshmallow. I like being able to get down on my butt and slide around if I have to, especially while trying to precariously go down steep slopes, and I love being cushioned against falls (I did trip over my snowshoes yesterday but didn't feel anything from the fall).
My husband and I have only snowshoed a few times, some years because there was barely any snow, most years because I am lazy. But because my friend and I have made a plan to walk every other week, it's motivated me to actually go out and do it. Our particular walks are delightful, not only because we get to explore new areas, be in the gorgeous outdoors (even in the cold and the snow), and get some physical activity, but because it also feels like we are spiritually counseling each other. It's incredibly delightful to share in each others joys and concerns and the trials and tribulations of our life journeys. I love being able to bounce ideas off her, get confirmation about the steps I am taking, and reminders to stick to the path I am trying to forge. Can't wait to see what we get up to next :)
With delight,
♥Jamie
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