Table Rock

Saturday morning we decided to take the whole fam damily on a hike up Table Rock. The last time I hiked Table Rock I was in 4th grade and got to wear my favorite pink jeans with a pink and green plaid cut off/button up tank top. It was rad. I was excited. We decided to let the Tom Tom lead the way because we weren't exactly sure how to get there-forget looking at a map for 2 seconds. Tom took us way past our exit-up a country road and said "you have reached your destination" at the end of some dead end road. Sweet. Tom has officially been retired. This is not the first time he has let us down, but it will be the last. A few hours later than expected we found table rock and were ready to get our hike on.

It started out like a stroll through the park. I was complaining that I missed my morning run for a silly little stroll. Matt said not to make everything about working out-just enjoy it. Blah.

30 seconds later it got steep and hot and steep and my bum started hurting and my legs were tired and I needed a break. See my glow? Matt was laughing. No one would take a break with me.


Matt was impressed with his photog skills...it's a lizard...who cares? They're gross.

See how pleased I look?

Finally to the top...it was awesome and a little scary. They should have a railing up there so people don't fall off.

We got to stop at the top and have a sweet picnic. I was afraid that the vaulters that were circling BELOW us were going to eat my salt and vinegar chips but they did not.

Molly and Wil like to get close to the edge to torment me. Sassy kids.