k so the earlier post was just a mini blurb

felt that i needed to rant about the unfortunate circumstances that sunny days put me in....

but the real reason i wanted to post was to relate the story of saturday.




ahhh...
so saturday was the amazing bear hunt.
no we didnt hunt for bears... (i dont know if that's allowed even...)
it was a scavenger hunt. a massssssive scavenger hunt that lasted for 12 hours and spanned through oakland, emeryville, berkeley, and san fransisco.

they gave us clues and we had to figure them out and take a picture in front of it with three people, with t-shirts visible and a whiteboard with the clue number on it. Problem: we only had three people in our group. usually there would be four people (three in picture one taking picture) but one of our members got sick. so we had to ask people to take the pictures for us. met some interesting folks along the way...

but seriously it was sooo tiring...

about mid afternoon my feet started to hurt.
a few minutes later my ankles were protesting.
several blocks after that my knees told me to sit down....

but i didnt!
i walked miles and miles and miles through shady west oakland and nice-looking bay street in emeryville and all over northside and the hills of berkeley and probably in a gigantic circle around campus at least twice. it felt like i was walking a marathon. T-T

by the end of it i rode the elevator up to the second floor of my building and stumbled into bed with clothes and contacts still on and fell asleep. woke up briefly to go to the bathroom and changed my pants and fell asleep again. woke up at 8 the next morning (just in time for church) with contacts still in and feet still hurting. i had a dream about the scavenger hunt dude.
that is the extent to which it consumed my life that day.

but seriously, never doing that again.
marathon runners, i commend you.
cuz that shit is DIFFICULT.