Altitude Sickness

Today I took this picture.
I think it accurately explains my day.
Ryan and I drove over an hour up in to the mountains to go snowshoeing with some men who were measuring snow drifts.
It was real cold.
But don't worry! We weren't out there long.
Not because it was a quick assignment.
But because about 15 minutes in I got altitude sickness and felt like the world was moving out from under me.
The lovely gentlemen helped me back to the car and then all these rangers got real concerned and called for help.
I was fine.
Let this be a lesson to you. Always eat breakfast. And drink water.
And bring an oxygen tank or something.