A month ago I decided to go on a 8.5 mile hike in Zions National Park. (actual length of hike)
Don't worry, I'm not going to boast about how hard core I am because I hiked Observation Point. I might mention how I pulled some sort of muscle I can only compare to my groin. Or how I had to hike back down like Uncle Fester.. I have never been sexier. I'll post some pictures sure, but this is about what you don't know looking at these photos, all I will say is thank goodness I was wearing black pants..
And now, if you are following you most likely have gasped and thought, oh my gosh.
If you haven't then where in the world is your compassion? You should work on it this year.
I had a conversation with Alissa about starting my sometimes bi-monthly curse.. On my drive to the airport a few days later.
Get excited guys because It'll be like you hacked our phones.
Me: You should blog about inconvenient times to start your period. Like how I started mine in the middle of my hike Saturday. But Melanie had a stash of toilet paper. rolled pad, like a hobo.
Alissa: Smart Move, smart move. ahahahaha.
Me: It involved a lot of careful walking. Mind you this was in the middle of a trail with no coverage.
Alissa: The only thing that could make this story better is if it dropped out as you passed a hot hiker.
Me: Oh, I made sure it didn't. I told my friends that I was glad they weren't jerks like all my other friends, because they would have taken pictures. AKA you and all my friends.
Alissa: All day - I would have taken pictures ALL DAY.
At this point, I was laughing out loud and my mother inquired as to just what was so funny, so I explained and she said, "so you're a crotch grabber, just like Justin Bieber, Shay?" And I died, because it was the funniest thing my mother has ever said. At this point in my life I am certain anything can be drawn back to the Biebs. Including the time that I started my period some 6,500 feet above Sea Level, without a bathroom or a tampon to my name.. nor would there be for another 5 hours. Unless I jumped. And as much as I long to be Superman, I'm simply just more of a Super+ Tampon-(wo)Man. I just figured out my Halloween costume. Heaven only knows we do not need to be seeing that. Or do we?
And what did this teach you?
1. Alissa is not be hiked with.
2. My mom is funny.
3. Hiking is bad for you.
4. I did not resolve to have deep meaningful blogs this year.
(quit whining ERIN, ALISSA, & JULIANNE here he is)
And now is the time that you tell me your horror story.
And, on a side note, this is not a link up, but this girl's story of starting her period, will make your day. Make it. I smile whenever I think about it.