You may not know me, but if you did, you’d know that hikes like these are NOT MY FORTE. Never in a million years did I EVER think I would be able to accomplish this. Mission Peak is a little over a 3 mile hike, almost 7 miles total, over the worst gravel ever!! There’s steep hills and big rocks to climb over. I’m sure people could hike this, no problem, but over-weight, slow, usually lazy, people like me, stood no chance…but I DID IT! Through out the years, people always said “it’s too tough”, “I don’t know, I don’t really think you could handle it”, “you won’t make it”, time and time again I kept hearing it, so I ended up believing it too. I believed I wouldn’t be able to handle even half, so after weeks and weeks of my cousin trying to persuade me to do it, we finally did. Of course, I never expected to actually get all the way to the top but once I did, it was the absolute best feeling in the world.
We started off at 6:17 am, about a mile up I was already huffing and puffing and it was “just the easy part”. There were mosquitos along the way that kept hovering over me, stinky cows that kept pooping everywhere and annoying little turkeys that wouldn’t stop gobbling. I was tired, irritated and ready to call it quits like 20 times. Point is, I was struggling…BIG TIME. My calves were on fire, my feet were throbbing, the side of my stomach felt like it was falling apart, and I was exhausted to the core. 2 and a half miles in, I was dreading every step I took. I asked people that were coming back down from the top if we were almost there yet and they told me 3 or 4 different times that it was “just about 30 minutes!”. I swear, I felt like I wanted to slap them all! Lol How in the world could there still be only 30 minutes left after every 15 minutes I asked?!
Anyway, there it was. There was the big shiny pole. I could see the tippy top of the pole if I squinted my eyes. The hard part was coming. We had to go up the highest hill I’ve ever seen. There came a point where we were on all fours climbing and pulling ourselves up the rocky mountain. I was numb. I was so exhausted and absolutely beat, we were all drained, sweating and in pain. But when I was finally on leveled-ish ground, wow. That feeling…
If you could only see the views, if you could feel the breeze. I was in awe. I could see on and on, it was so beautiful. Suddenly I didn’t feel a thing. Every ache, every drop of sweat, every sore muscle was gone. I could only feel the satisfaction of making it 2,516 in elevation. I made it. I made it all the way to the top and I didn’t give up. I called my mom while I was up there to share the great news, she was so proud of me but I swear, there wasn’t anyone more proud of me than my own self. That feeling of accomplishment was such a high. Mission peak may be something silly to most people but for me it was an example of just how much I can achieve if I actually try.
I felt like I just conquered the world. I felt like I could literally accomplish anything! Now, because of this hike I feel like I can. There are so many things in life that we don’t try because we are afraid of failure or disappointment but no one knows how strong we are until we actually try. Mission peak, although it kicked my ass physically, it made me so much stronger spiritually and emotionally. I hope that this little story about this silly little hike makes you believe in yourself just a little bit more. If I could do this, you can do that thing that you’ve been hesitating with for a while. Some of the things that you don’t think are possible, sometimes are. Once you’ve accomplished them, you’ll see what you could have done all along.