Amazon vs. Girly Gal

The Amazon is a female gladiator. I would like to picture her as a six-foot tall, beautiful, powerful and agile woman warrior. Impressive but not someone I could be. Most people, when knowing that I trek through the Sahara and sleep overnight in the desert would not believe it especially since I dress kinda preppy at work and may look quite prissy. According to the Oriental standards, I am definitely not a girly girl but I am not an amazon either. I can’t lift too much weight. I am a clean freak. I am incredibly bad with directions. At times, I contradict myself for the things I do. I like beach resorts, spas and sunbathing; I like sitting at the cafes people watching and doing nothing; I also like hustling through the souks passing chopped off goat heads... I have no preference in the ways I travel, at least for now. For me, if it’s fresh new to my eyes and ears, I will stop by and take a look and listen. It is probably curiosity in my nature that makes me resilient. I bear the uncertainty and uncomfortable circumstances because the reward is too much of a thrill to pass.

I am starting a new routine at the gym. I normally do yoga and a little bit of weight training on my arms. I have just decided to do some weight training on my back to make it stronger for my 25 pound Kelty. I am convinced that I should never be someone else’s liability. Let’s see what happens if I consistently do 90 pound reps or even increasing it to 100 pounds later on three times a week. I have ten weeks before the trip. It looks like a really promising idea.