Madeline is my step Mother-In-Law. She had a slew of kids. Twelve in fact.
You can be sure there was a lot of pain in her life, and she 'handled it'.
In fact, she could handle pain so well, that when she broke her hip in later years it went undiagnosed for seven months!
A special breed of people, their generation.
I found myself thinking of Madeline's musings several times this past Labour Day when we hiked The Spout!
The Spout, according to the East Coast Trail guide:
-Generally rough ground, with numerous climbs and descents.
-8-11 hours to complete, including the access road.
-22.7 kms, including the access road.
YES to strenuous.
YES to numerous.
It felt like we climbed a mountain when all was said and done, just in impressively frequent spurts.
We took 10 hours, including the access road, despite only taking a few breaks.
But a girl has to get a few snaps!
And when we finished...I was in pain!
Like the senior citizen hikers we saw that day.
Whipping past us. Whip, whip, whip.
With their windswept wiry grey hair and bronzed sinewy legs. Grrrrr.
The bad news is, I am not seeing 'sinewy' in my immediate future.
But the good news is, I am pretty sure I have the wiry grey hair covered. AND, I still have 8 years before I become a senior so I am not writing off sinewy just yet.
But I clearly have A LOT of pain to handle between now and then!