I went snowshoeing with Ethan and Eric and their friend from Grand Junction, Michelle. I’m a little sunburned but I feel very, very alive. The sky was deep blue with perfect light-grey clouds. It was well above freezing — I didn’t even stay wet more than a few seconds. We hiked up from Red Mountain Pass, at about 10,000 feet, up a couple miles to one of the huts back there, stomped around a bit above there, and came back down.

I had one of the nastiest hypoglycemic attacks I’ve had coming into Ridgway, making me feel literally like I was going to keel over, but we got chinese food right after, which was excellent, and I felt much better. I think hormones fuck with my metabolism. It’s gonna be interesting to see how that pans out. Just gotta adjust my diet.