Going Out

I am going out tonight!  Let’s be fair, I go out a lot, but tonight I am both excited and nervous.  Tonight I am going out to see Bastille at Red Rocks with two of my dearest friends!

If you have never been to Red Rocks put it on your bucket list NOW!  Red Rocks is famous for a reason, and that reason is because it is beautiful, wonderful, and transcendent. There is nothing quite like the music shared in a sea of people, all brought together in a natural amphitheater, giant, warm red rocks hugging you from either side, all while you watch the sun set over the city of Denver like some kind of mythical god.

The thing about Red Rocks is that it is not for the feint of heart. It is accessible, however, unless you are in a wheelchair or on crutches, you are hiking up to the venue.  Period. Some lots are better than others.  The last lot I was in, for a concert in July, the climbing was a lot tougher.

It is that lot that fills me with fear. The pain coursing through my legs as we climbed, what felt like endlessly, to our seats.  We had gotten their late.  A combination of me getting out of work late, a long dinner, and the quest for a gas station.  Because we were there late we ended up in the lower lot, climbing all the way up to the venue, then having to climb up to find a seat in the GA section.

Tonight we are trying to skip all of that and are aiming to be there before the gates open, which means we will hopefully be in a higher lot, an upper lot, with significant less climbing. As for me, I am trying to psych myself up.  I made it last time, and I can do it again.  I am in far better shape than I have ever been in, and even if it kicks my ass, I will be strong enough to survive.  And that that doesn’t kill me, can only make me stronger.

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