September 30, 2013: A Little Retreat


My friend,Cindy, and I are in Vail. You could call it a girls' trip. We are calling it a retreat.

We flew in yesterday and will be retreating until Wednesday morning. Sunday night's festivities involved Cindy picking me up at the Eagle airport and then a wine and seafood dinner at Beaver Creek Resort.

Our retreat participants, as of now, consist of just Cindy and me. We are open to adding more in future years. This is the inaugural kick-off. Our plans are pretty much to hike, drink wine, and solve all of life's problems. That is what a proper retreat is all about.

The hike today was great; both challenging and beautiful. We climbed 3,054 feet and hiked a total of eleven miles. Although our feet were feeling it after we concluded at 5:00, the accomplishment and conversation were top notch. A great first day.

After a well needed shower and phone catch-up, we proceeded to Beaver Creek Village to continue the evening festivities of our retreat. We chose pizza and beer at Blue Moose Pizza. A good choice. Although flashes of a pending governmental shutdown were overshadowing our conversation, it was still a good night.

Our retreat continues tomorrow. We are going to ease it down a bit with a five mile, scenic hike through Beaver Creek and hope to squeeze in a wine lunch as well. I am feeling better already. A much needed reprieve. Gotta love a girls' retreat.

We made it to the top!!

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