As I noted last weekend, I’m just not psyched to suffer yet. I had every intention of skipping the 25 dollar boat ride and walking the 8 miles of trail to Waterton town yesterday, but a measly 23 miles was enough walking to make me grateful to get off my feet.

Instead, I savored the quick and scenic boat ride, bonne equipe, and an evening of drinking beer and laughing to the point of tears. It was just right.