Moab Adventures with Bold Betties
I hung up the phone. How the hell am I going to get out of this? I thought. I had just agreed to go on a four-day, three-night camping trip with my sister.
For many reading this blog, a camping trip might sound like fun. Maybe even just a regular weekend.
I am decidedly NOT outdoorsy. As a 45 year-old stay-at-home mother of two young boys, my physical activity is limited to walking my kids between the car and school, hauling grocery bags, and my Barre 3 class - which I barely ever attend. In my pre-kid life, I was a commercial litigator at a big law firm. Most of these years were spent indoors, in artificial lighting, in a suit, at a desk. I can't possibly go camping! I thought. And, if I'm being honest - I was scared.