Recovery | Mt. Greylock

Mt. Greylock, Arthritis, Travel, Hike

My recovery goal was to be on top of a mountain by the time my birthday rolled around. I didn’t care which one, but I wanted to hike. This required over the course of my recovery to rest early and often so I didn’t injure myself or worse, face a relapse. Per doctor’s orders, I was to limit my activity for 8 weeks, and I’m proud to say I followed it. Okay, to be honest, it’s all thanks to Mr. P reminding me! Every time I felt the urge to walk a little bit further or when the weather was perfect for a run, I held back and reminded myself of the quote, “Pay now so you don’t have to pay later”.

The recovery was difficult towards the end since I ended up with the flu. I was literally told by the doctor that if I didn’t get my flu shot, I would’ve ended up in the hospital. I think at the moment, he patted himself on the back, but I was grateful as well. The entire month of April was dedicated towards recovering from the flu, including my husband. It was rough, but we’re finally on the mend, well at least from that journey!

As soon as the 8 weeks were up, I saw a physical therapist twice a week and worked on my exercises at home. I walked every day and started to run, albeit very slow, twice a week. I took this time even more serious than I did the 8 weeks of absolute pure rest because I knew this was a critical step back into my active lifestyle.

So, was I able to make it on the hike?

Yes, yes I did! After approval from the doctor and tips from my Physical Therapist, I hiked Mt Greylock, the tallest mountain in Massachusetts at 3,489 feet and 17 out of 50 tallest in New England. It’s peak located in the northwest corner of the state in the town of Adams in Berkshire County. It’s known for its expansive views of encompassing five states and a seasonal automobile road climbs to the summit, where stands the iconic 93-foot-high lighthouse-like Massachusetts Veterans War Memorial Tower.

Mt. Greylock, Arthritis, Travel, Hike

And recently, J. K. Rowling released a new story telling the origins of a magic school set on top of Mt. Greylock. The short story, released on Pottermore, details the history of the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardy, founded in the 17th century, which is part of the North American school of magic. I strongly feel that all those who have chronic illness are magicians. We make it looks easy to those who are healthy and therefore, those who are healthy are the muggles.  I mean how else do you explain the air I caught in this picture? I’m flying!

Mt. Greylock, Arthritis, Travel, Hike

The days post-hike I had to recover like a mad woman. I was extremely exhausted and not sure if hiking was the best idea. However, as the days passed by, I felt better and better. I continued with walking and supplementing running when I could. Having a goal at the end of my recovery was the true motivation I needed to stay on track during recovery and keep going.

Next goal? A 5 mile race 6 weeks later!


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I can do this. | Mount Mansfield, VT

I can do this.

AND a few months later…No really; I can do this. I can write. I will write! It’s been months. I need to write.

Oops. Didn’t write. Well, nothing is really going on, so why bother to write?

Then about 60 days ago, man I really miss writing. And sharing, and taking photos, and, and. Well, you get the idea. 🙂

And here I am today. Trying to write a blog post. Something that I could easily accomplish with a few moments to spare and not enough notebooks to contain my ideas. This past year? Honestly? I had some of the worst times and some of the best times in 2015. Some of the worst? Mr. P was gone for 8.5 months working on our Colorado house. No, I’m not going into the details and I will leave it at that. However, it left me the sole responsibility of managing our Massachusetts house for 8.5 months. Mind you, WITH three black lab dogs and three cats. Oh, did I mention it’s about an acre of land? Yeahhhhhhhhhhh, I was in survival mode. The best times? Well, over the course of the year, I spent as much time in my new home state exploring and finding as many adventures as possible. And then, tackling them! Anything to get me out of the house and keep me busy. I was in beast mode. #BEASTMODE

However, I never knew how to share. My blog didn’t feel like a place I could turn to. It turned into a deep, dark corner, filled with to-dos, analytics, and a place I no longer enjoyed. My health was at an all time peak, so it felt awkward to share an update on that. And then a rush of emotions flooded me every time I wanted to share my adventures. I felt like a fraud because I wasn’t a travel blogger. I wasn’t traveling abroad, let alone crossing state lines (okay a few here and there)! I was barely managing a household with six animals and keeping my head above water, let alone what I thought was “traveling”. So, how could I share my adventures? And so, I just stopped.

And now, today, at this very moment writing this blog, I’m saying out loud, “what in the world do I write next?”


This is me, vulnerable. I started blogging as a way to share my experiences hoping to find others out there like me. Do you have have big dreams and never, ever want your diagnosis to get in the way of your passion? Ya, me too.

My passion? Well, I thought long and hard about that in 2015. In conclusion, I love to travel and I love weird, last minute, quirky adventures. I want to inspire others like me and NOT like me to explore the world. I want to inspire those who’ve recently been diagnosed, or even long time warriors, that you can indeed travel and try new things!

So, that’s where I’m taking this blog. Come along with me. Let’s have some adventures together!

Over to you! What do you think?

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