I love a challenge

I climbed to 15,000 feet!

Admittedly, the van drove us up to about 14,700 feet. But we still had to hike a kilometer at a 10% grade. It wasn't too hard, actually. With about 50 meters to go, I decided to sprint to the summit in honor of Evo Morales, the Bolivian president who likes to play soccer in the snow at 15,000 feet.

Halfway there I thought to myself, "this is stupid, I have a family, I'm asking my heart do do something it's never done before." So, remembering all the pamphlets I have read about exercise, I stopped, leaned over and started gasping for breath. Poor M-Rock thought I was having a heart attack, but he was smart enough not to run to give me mouth-to-mouth. Instead, he yelled, äre you alright?"

Í stood up, threw my arms in the air, and in my best Pink Panther accent screamed to the skies:

I have always failed where others succeed, that's why I love a challenge!