Your fiancée, Bruce, was in incredible shape. His body was essentially the peak of human strength. So to him, a winter hike was his idea of relaxing. To you? It was a really mild idea of torture. You stop to catch your breath for probably the fifth time now.

He turns back and laughs. "We're almost there, come on. The view from the top is beautiful." he encourages, reaching out his hand for you to take.