Ah. So *that* was why I felt like crap…

While roaming Medicine Bow yesterday, I kept trotting around from spot to spot, looking for the best photographic opportunities. Since time was limited, this meant driving and then jogging, rather than extended hiking. And even so, it really didn’t take long to get winded and all beat to hell. Now, sadly there is a lot of “old” and “out of shape” that I could blame that on… but in the new Obamessiah era of not blaming oneself for problems but shadowy outside forces, here’s another possible explanation….