Mt. Longonot kicked my ass
One of the not so great parts of being a nomad is not having a reliable daily routine, which for me means that I’m hopelessly out of shape again. Admittedly, that’s my own fault. So when Larry invited me to join a climb up Mt. Kenya, I immediately and politely declined.
But I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I allowed myself get dragged off to hike up Mt. Longonot. Larry said compared to Mt. Kenya, it was like climbing up stairs. What a scam. Everything hurt, almost immediately, and it hurt for a week. Again, no one to blame but myself.
I learned that just going off the physical challenge, I definitely prefer to make urban landscapes. I don’t reckon I would ever make it as a Nat Geo photographer. But I take comfort in the vistas I was able to witness. Kenyans are incredibly lucky to have so many things to see and do, safely, in their own country.
The other thing that’s hard to do when you’re a nomad is improving your skills. Except the skill that you’re trying to develop is actually being a digital nomad. Maybe it’s just me and I shouldn’t generalise, but I’ve found that without a routine and a familiar environment it’s hard for me to jump into my workflows straightaway. With luck, this year is the year where I stay in one place for a while, and give myself a chance to go from minimum effective dose to mastery. Theoretically. We’ll see.
At the minimum, I need to get in shape. Wheezing up a mountain, or flights of stairs, is not cute.
