Is a Picture Worth a Heart Attack?

Note to self: when up in the mountains at over 12,000 ft it is not a good idea to speed walk up an inclined hiking trail the second you hop out of the car. We got half way up the trail when my heart started to pound so hard, I literally thought I was going to have a heart attack. I just stopped, and was like OMG, I can venture no further. But, there was this cool rock formation just ahead that I wanted to take a picture of damn it! So, I grabbed my fiance’s arm and slowly started to make my way to the top. I felt like I was running a frickin marathon. Why do I think these things are enjoyable? Because I am crazy and not normal and I obviously think a picture is worth a near heart attack.