All during our recent trip, I was thinking of the phrase "leaving your comfort zone." The obvious joke is there: going to a place where you are in discomfort. And, yes, there was a bit of that. But for me the real value of this trip was the opportunity to push my limits, find new limits and then push those, too.
Sixteen months ago, on our last trip to the Northwest, it would have been unthinkable for me to go on an all day outing, negotiate very rugged shoreline terrain for a couple of hours, get up the next day and do it again. Not to mention following that up with a two hour kayaking trip, a wine tasting and dinner–– all in one day.
Turns out I can push myself a lot harder than I thought. Oh, I pay the price later but even that's not as bad as I had imagined.
For the moment, it's nice to settle into a new comfort zone knowing I won't be staying long.