Yup, anything over 3,000 feet. Ben Nevis is 4,413.
Yeah, I'm sure I can do two, after the weekend. Psychologically, there was never a single moment of doubt that I couldn't get to the top on Saturday. And I'd been working quite hard in the gym for about three weeks beforehand, on top of my usual, pushing my cardio a bit. I even steamed past a group of youngsters in their early 20s when we were two thirds of the way up...lol! I've got a bit of an obsessive streak and very ambitious nature. I find it very easy to do something when I set my mind to it, it doesn't matter how difficult it might seem.
The most my fiancé has done is 12 munros in a day. He was walking (almost running a lot of the time) for 18 hours to do that. I've met a lot of fit people in my life, but never someone like hime : o) He was training to be a professional athlete when he was younger but decided he wanted a family more.
Anyway, I'm having the best time discovering all of this in life. I started in earnest just before I met my fiancé. Probably because my ex husband had a number of affairs with much younger women (I actually have handbags that were older than some of them...lol!). And I felt absolutely amazing doing what I was doing - going to classes, going to the gym on my own, starting to push myself, and set targets to work towards. I'd struggled for so many years with insomnia (It was stressful being married to an alcoholic), and the exercise I was doing was also helping me with that.
I never, ever would have imagined that I could have climbed Ben Nevis in my previous life. And I never imagined that I could have walked through a waterfall to be able to do it as well.