I Suck, But I’m Still Alive
So, it’s been about 100 years since I updated. Deal with it.
As you know, Jenna was with me in KC last week. Then the day after she went back home I left for Colorado.
Yesterday, I had the pleasure of almost going to the summit of Pikes Peak (elev. 14,110). I have been to the summit 3-4 times before, so I didn’t think it would be as big of a deal as it ended up being.
Most of us know that elevation = less oxygen. If you didn’t know that, I’m surprised you can read. Anyhow, as luck would have it, I was slightly dehydrated when I started the ascent. Dehydration is not good when your body is trying desperately to make red blood cells, which is what you need to breath at higher altitudes.
We got to about 11,000 feet, and I started to get dizzy. Then we hit 12,000 feet, and my arms and legs went numb, and my vision went gray. Then I started shaking violently. That’s when the decision was made that I should probably not continue to 14,000. So I hopped off the train (or fell… whatever) and got onto the train going back down.
I spent most of yesterday drinking gallons of Gatorade to get myself back to normal. In the meantime, I was quite ill. And the really bad news was, I was headed to Estes Park, which is at a higher elevation than Colorado Springs where I’d been staying.
Fortunately, right around the time we started up Big Thompson Canyon, I started feeling better. Last night I played cards and watched TV, and finally got to talk to Jenna when she was done partying with her girl Rachel.
She had called me earlier, but it was when I was still recovering, so I’d say two words and then have to stop and catch my breath. I can only imagine what she must have thought I was doing…
Anyhow, today I’m shopping in Estes Park, so if you happen to be close by, give me a shout and we’ll meet up for lunch.
Pete
If you find any ugly moose or elk statues, you must purchase one for Rachel. It’s the gift that keeps on giving…
ahahahahaaaa!!!!!! I like ugly. I like the tin man.
Peter, my dear, on the topics of gifts:
Alow me to take this opportunity to thank you for the Kansas shirt. I’ll think of you whenever I wear it. And I mean WHENEVER…..
Aaah, Kansas….
I’m sure Andy will be relieved to know you can still suck…
Got off the train? Where?? There ain’t no room on that track. Tell the truth, they kicked you off, huh? Anyway, say hi to Colorado for me. They won’t let me back there either.
Question: How is it that you were travelling to the top of Pikes Peak to begin with? Were you climbing up a shear face? I thought that you could drive up pikes peak? Isn’t that where they have those auto races to the top? I mean cause I about altitude and what not, but you nearly passed out and you were just sitting there? How dehydrated were you? What had you been drinking sponges?
Fade to grey.
I grew up in Colorado Springs and I miss my mountain. Didn’t I say that same thing in the comments from your last entry? I miss the Peak so much. I’m going back soon.
Long time no hassel Sunshine. I’m with HRT on this blog, the only excuse you have for being that exhausted on a train ride would involve some type of mass hysteria, drug usage or really amazing porn… which just doesn’t typically come standard on trains.
Think very carefully about what he was doing just DAYS before he got there.
He has good reason to be dehydrated.
*polishes imaginary apple on shoulder*
Jenna sucked him dry!!!!
Naughty, naughty kitties…
LOL!!
Hi, Pete’s Mom!!!
*Swwwaaak*