I have to be in a wedding dress a week from today for bridals. So I'm looking for any chance to be active and told Bren we should hike Bell Canyon.
We saw a tarantula. Brennan was more scared of it than I was.
We took a different trail back...and got a little lost.
It lead us to a neighborhood...and then a road...and we ran until we found our car.
It was all uphill. AKA HARD. Brennan kept yelling stuff like, "Think wedding dress!" and "Don't Stop Ash!" and "Only spoiled girls stop running." He was kidding, obviously, but I was so glad he pushed me.
He went and got chicken fingers and fries after. I got water. It was a sad moment. But I was proud of myself.
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