Less fun than you'd think

This morning, Jeff took me to Koko Head so we could walk up the side. It was more of a climb for me and less of a walk. As it turns out, I really dislike climb-walking up the side of a mountain. 

I wore a pair of shoes I've had for several years, but today, I became acutely aware that the left one was just a tad too small. I was out of breath; I felt nauseous. In short, I found out I am not a climber. 

I went farther up the side of this thing that I imagined I would. I also determined that the only way I would make it to the top would be if an infant was trapped underneath a car up there, and I had to save the baby from certain death. Beyond that, I couldn't see a single reason in the world to get to the top. 

I have done so much stuff on this trip. Almost all of it was great. So I'm not a mountain climber. Anyhow, here's what Jeff looks like when he's very far ahead of you on a trail on the side of a mountain.