Hog Island

Do you ever have days that are so rough that all you want to do is watch old episodes of "House Hunters" and play the original version of Roller Coaster Tycoon for hours at a time and never change out of your jammies and never check your e-mails? Do you ever have entire weeks like that, for really no valid reason? I do sometimes. But then there are things I can do that pull me out of those ruts so easily that it's just not even a big deal anymore. For me, running and hiking and getting outdoors with Jared is like the ultimate cure-all. I think I only went running one time during the months of August through December, and now that I've started up again I'm realizing how completely necessary it is for my happiness (and how I'm so out of shape that one mile is the maximum distance my body will allow me to run per day). I don't know if this is a good thing, but for me, exercising and eating healthily are way more about being happy than about being healthy (although I guess happiness is emotional health, so same thing?). I don't even care about abs anymore. I just want all that good running energy in my life!

And with that long and completely unnecessary opening paragraph out of the way, here are some pictures of when Jared and I hiked to Hog Island yesterday. Jared had just finished finals (yes, he's only been in this term for 2 weeks--med school makes me feel nauseated and I'm not even in it), and so we had the entire afternoon to just hang out. Unfortunately, our island car was having technical difficulties (we drove to church and back on Sunday with no power steering and barely-functional brakes. We're still alive. The church is true.), so we could only enjoy activities that were within walking distance. It was a long walk just to get to the trailhead, and then an even longer walk along the trail to get to Hog Island, but we didn't see a soul along the way and the weather was wonderful, so it was basically the best Tuesday I've ever heard of.

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^^ Jared will probably make me delete this picture the next time he reads my blog (each time he reads my blog he finds at least two pictures that I have to delete), so enjoy it while you can.

Edit: Jared did make me delete the picture that was there. So tragic.

^^The bridge from Grenada mainland over to Hog Island

^^Another picture that will surely be gone by tomorrow, even though it should definitely remain for posterity (I'll fight him for this one)

^^Soooo many Europeans come to Grenada in the winters and live on their sailboats. It's picturesque and also it makes me feel claustrophobic. I don't know if I'd ever want to live on a beautiful and tiny boat.

^^About how seriously we take ourselves on any given day

^^Once we crossed the bridge, we were supposed to take a little crab-ridden path to a tiny beach that has a conch-shell graveyard, but we took a wrong turn somewhere and wound up in this Utah-esque field! We were pleased. But next time we'll make the right turn so I can get some pictures of the conch-shell graveyard for you.

^^Our front yard. I didn't even realized this beautiful thang was there until we got home from our hike. Grenada surprises me every day. Like the time last week when it surprised us with our own personal sandy beach literally right around the corner from our house. We had no idea. I'll take pictures some day.


Today is the happiest day of the month because it is the day lil' brudda comes home from serving an LDS mission in New York! I realize that I won't be there to hug him, but my face will be on my dad's iPad screen on Skype, so next best thing? Second to next best thing? Gosh, I miss that kid.