Ice Ice Baby

Derek has a new hobby.

Ice Climbing.

Yeap.

I know.

This is one of those things that I was totally against, swore I'd never do, and threatened him if he ever tried because I knew he would love it and then somehow rope me into that insanity as well. But I finally caved and said, "okay."

To the right is a picture of him ice climbing in North Carolina a couple of weeks ago. He absolutely loved it (as predicted) and somehow convinced me I should try it, too.

Yeap.

I know.

We are leaving for North Carolina tomorrow and will get in a full day of climbing on Saturday and a half day on Sunday. Heaven help me. I am kind of excited about it. But mostly thinking... "What the HELL was I thinking?!?!"

It's ice climbing.

Ice climbing = ICE...

ICE = COLD!!

I don't do cold.

What, you thought I was worried about the danger? hahaha, whatever. We'll be top-roping. The drive to get there is going to be more dangerous than the climbing. Hell - sitting at work is more dangerous than the climbing. I could get carpal tunnel here people!

Hopefully more pictures to come :)