Been off and on this bullshit since 2021. I used to be super fit and active but when I started smoking I just stay inside after work and it would affect my appetite and body mass. Being in a constant state of withdrawal due to smoking 1 gram vapes every three days had me feeling and thinking like I was a decrepit old man.
I’m camping in Yosemite this weekend with my dad and he wanted to do half dome for our 6th time and I was literally thinking the whole time driving here how I’m gonna probably pass out from not eating enough or just not have enough endurance to make it up in general. I was thinking how long this is going to take to recover from etc. Purely Negative self talk.
I was wrong, so wrong. I got to the top in 3 hours, I fucking separated my mind from my body and put one foot in front of the other and got in the zone! 17.2 miles in 7 hours, 5,000 ft of elevation gain. Genuinely bizarre that I was fully convinced that I couldn’t do it. I’m sitting in my cabin right now absolutely feasting on a meal and looking at the moon light hit the granite cliffs. Peace and serenity in my soul and mind tonight. Fuck weed.