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I still don’t have all the words to describe being at @cocodona250 last week and experiencing the Sedona Canyons 125.Gratitude doesn’t fully encompass how I feel.I was able to share this experience with so many amazing women and also have been supported by so many amazing women to get me to the start line.
So, huge thank you to my amazing crew @alisonhanksnaney@kaarinthestarrs @jschmithorst @embracinginnerspace and @briboley.coachrunnerHaving the opportunity to travel through Arizona by foot while being cheered on was such a wonderful gift…. Even when the gift resulted in projectile vomiting, massive blisters and hallucinating that the grass was growing and shimmering in the dark.My crew kept me smiling, laughing, fed and salted.
I still don’t have all the words to describe being at @cocodona250 last week and experiencing the Sedona Canyons 125.Gratitude doesn’t fully encompass how I feel.I was able to share this experience with so many amazing women and also have been supported by so many amazing women to get me to the start line.
So, huge thank you to my amazing crew @alisonhanksnaney@kaarinthestarrs @jschmithorst @embracinginnerspace and @briboley.coachrunnerHaving the opportunity to travel through Arizona by foot while being cheered on was such a wonderful gift…. Even when the gift resulted in projectile vomiting, massive blisters and hallucinating that the grass was growing and shimmering in the dark.My crew kept me smiling, laughing, fed and salted.
I still don’t have all the words to describe being at @cocodona250 last week and experiencing the Sedona Canyons 125.Gratitude doesn’t fully encompass how I feel.I was able to share this experience with so many amazing women and also have been supported by so many amazing women to get me to the start line.
So, huge thank you to my amazing crew @alisonhanksnaney@kaarinthestarrs @jschmithorst @embracinginnerspace and @briboley.coachrunnerHaving the opportunity to travel through Arizona by foot while being cheered on was such a wonderful gift…. Even when the gift resulted in projectile vomiting, massive blisters and hallucinating that the grass was growing and shimmering in the dark.My crew kept me smiling, laughing, fed and salted.
I still don’t have all the words to describe being at @cocodona250 last week and experiencing the Sedona Canyons 125.Gratitude doesn’t fully encompass how I feel.I was able to share this experience with so many amazing women and also have been supported by so many amazing women to get me to the start line.
So, huge thank you to my amazing crew @alisonhanksnaney@kaarinthestarrs @jschmithorst @embracinginnerspace and @briboley.coachrunnerHaving the opportunity to travel through Arizona by foot while being cheered on was such a wonderful gift…. Even when the gift resulted in projectile vomiting, massive blisters and hallucinating that the grass was growing and shimmering in the dark.My crew kept me smiling, laughing, fed and salted.
I still don’t have all the words to describe being at @cocodona250 last week and experiencing the Sedona Canyons 125.Gratitude doesn’t fully encompass how I feel.I was able to share this experience with so many amazing women and also have been supported by so many amazing women to get me to the start line.
So, huge thank you to my amazing crew @alisonhanksnaney@kaarinthestarrs @jschmithorst @embracinginnerspace and @briboley.coachrunnerHaving the opportunity to travel through Arizona by foot while being cheered on was such a wonderful gift…. Even when the gift resulted in projectile vomiting, massive blisters and hallucinating that the grass was growing and shimmering in the dark.My crew kept me smiling, laughing, fed and salted.
I still don’t have all the words to describe being at @cocodona250 last week and experiencing the Sedona Canyons 125.Gratitude doesn’t fully encompass how I feel.I was able to share this experience with so many amazing women and also have been supported by so many amazing women to get me to the start line.
So, huge thank you to my amazing crew @alisonhanksnaney@kaarinthestarrs @jschmithorst @embracinginnerspace and @briboley.coachrunnerHaving the opportunity to travel through Arizona by foot while being cheered on was such a wonderful gift…. Even when the gift resulted in projectile vomiting, massive blisters and hallucinating that the grass was growing and shimmering in the dark.My crew kept me smiling, laughing, fed and salted.
I still don’t have all the words to describe being at @cocodona250 last week and experiencing the Sedona Canyons 125.Gratitude doesn’t fully encompass how I feel.I was able to share this experience with so many amazing women and also have been supported by so many amazing women to get me to the start line.
So, huge thank you to my amazing crew @alisonhanksnaney@kaarinthestarrs @jschmithorst @embracinginnerspace and @briboley.coachrunnerHaving the opportunity to travel through Arizona by foot while being cheered on was such a wonderful gift…. Even when the gift resulted in projectile vomiting, massive blisters and hallucinating that the grass was growing and shimmering in the dark.My crew kept me smiling, laughing, fed and salted.
I still don’t have all the words to describe being at @cocodona250 last week and experiencing the Sedona Canyons 125.Gratitude doesn’t fully encompass how I feel.I was able to share this experience with so many amazing women and also have been supported by so many amazing women to get me to the start line.
So, huge thank you to my amazing crew @alisonhanksnaney@kaarinthestarrs @jschmithorst @embracinginnerspace and @briboley.coachrunnerHaving the opportunity to travel through Arizona by foot while being cheered on was such a wonderful gift…. Even when the gift resulted in projectile vomiting, massive blisters and hallucinating that the grass was growing and shimmering in the dark.My crew kept me smiling, laughing, fed and salted.
I still don’t have all the words to describe being at @cocodona250 last week and experiencing the Sedona Canyons 125.Gratitude doesn’t fully encompass how I feel.I was able to share this experience with so many amazing women and also have been supported by so many amazing women to get me to the start line.
So, huge thank you to my amazing crew @alisonhanksnaney@kaarinthestarrs @jschmithorst @embracinginnerspace and @briboley.coachrunnerHaving the opportunity to travel through Arizona by foot while being cheered on was such a wonderful gift…. Even when the gift resulted in projectile vomiting, massive blisters and hallucinating that the grass was growing and shimmering in the dark.My crew kept me smiling, laughing, fed and salted.
I still don’t have all the words to describe being at @cocodona250 last week and experiencing the Sedona Canyons 125.Gratitude doesn’t fully encompass how I feel.I was able to share this experience with so many amazing women and also have been supported by so many amazing women to get me to the start line.
So, huge thank you to my amazing crew @alisonhanksnaney@kaarinthestarrs @jschmithorst @embracinginnerspace and @briboley.coachrunnerHaving the opportunity to travel through Arizona by foot while being cheered on was such a wonderful gift…. Even when the gift resulted in projectile vomiting, massive blisters and hallucinating that the grass was growing and shimmering in the dark.My crew kept me smiling, laughing, fed and salted.
I still don’t have all the words to describe being at @cocodona250 last week and experiencing the Sedona Canyons 125.Gratitude doesn’t fully encompass how I feel.I was able to share this experience with so many amazing women and also have been supported by so many amazing women to get me to the start line.
So, huge thank you to my amazing crew @alisonhanksnaney@kaarinthestarrs @jschmithorst @embracinginnerspace and @briboley.coachrunnerHaving the opportunity to travel through Arizona by foot while being cheered on was such a wonderful gift…. Even when the gift resulted in projectile vomiting, massive blisters and hallucinating that the grass was growing and shimmering in the dark.My crew kept me smiling, laughing, fed and salted.
I still don’t have all the words to describe being at @cocodona250 last week and experiencing the Sedona Canyons 125.Gratitude doesn’t fully encompass how I feel.I was able to share this experience with so many amazing women and also have been supported by so many amazing women to get me to the start line.
So, huge thank you to my amazing crew @alisonhanksnaney@kaarinthestarrs @jschmithorst @embracinginnerspace and @briboley.coachrunnerHaving the opportunity to travel through Arizona by foot while being cheered on was such a wonderful gift…. Even when the gift resulted in projectile vomiting, massive blisters and hallucinating that the grass was growing and shimmering in the dark.My crew kept me smiling, laughing, fed and salted.
I still don’t have all the words to describe being at @cocodona250 last week and experiencing the Sedona Canyons 125.Gratitude doesn’t fully encompass how I feel.I was able to share this experience with so many amazing women and also have been supported by so many amazing women to get me to the start line.
So, huge thank you to my amazing crew @alisonhanksnaney@kaarinthestarrs @jschmithorst @embracinginnerspace and @briboley.coachrunnerHaving the opportunity to travel through Arizona by foot while being cheered on was such a wonderful gift…. Even when the gift resulted in projectile vomiting, massive blisters and hallucinating that the grass was growing and shimmering in the dark.My crew kept me smiling, laughing, fed and salted.
I still don’t have all the words to describe being at @cocodona250 last week and experiencing the Sedona Canyons 125.Gratitude doesn’t fully encompass how I feel.I was able to share this experience with so many amazing women and also have been supported by so many amazing women to get me to the start line.
So, huge thank you to my amazing crew @alisonhanksnaney@kaarinthestarrs @jschmithorst @embracinginnerspace and @briboley.coachrunnerHaving the opportunity to travel through Arizona by foot while being cheered on was such a wonderful gift…. Even when the gift resulted in projectile vomiting, massive blisters and hallucinating that the grass was growing and shimmering in the dark.My crew kept me smiling, laughing, fed and salted.
I still don’t have all the words to describe being at @cocodona250 last week and experiencing the Sedona Canyons 125.Gratitude doesn’t fully encompass how I feel.I was able to share this experience with so many amazing women and also have been supported by so many amazing women to get me to the start line.
So, huge thank you to my amazing crew @alisonhanksnaney@kaarinthestarrs @jschmithorst @embracinginnerspace and @briboley.coachrunnerHaving the opportunity to travel through Arizona by foot while being cheered on was such a wonderful gift…. Even when the gift resulted in projectile vomiting, massive blisters and hallucinating that the grass was growing and shimmering in the dark.My crew kept me smiling, laughing, fed and salted.
This past December, I found myself back in New Zealand, on a bike and with my dad.This time, we were there to celebrate my 45th birthday, which is also my dad’s 82nd.When we left NZ two years ago, I felt such a strong pull to return, not necessarily understanding “why”, but something felt incomplete.On our last biking trip, I contracted what would later be diagnosed as HSV on my forehead, possibly contracted from the rental bike helmet or a hotel room pillow.As a result, I wasn’t fully present during our trip as my face swelled to a point where my right eye was almost fully shut.Fun.And also something I don’t normally share since it’s embarrassing and kicked off a 6-month affair with chronic fatigue syndrome.All of this to say, it felt good to be back in New Zealand again, healthy and exploring new towns dotted across the South Island.My dad joined me on day 2, and as always, has this level of positivity and youthfulness that most 40 year olds can’t even maintain.As we would grind our pedals into head winds, up mountain passes and around sketchy shoulderless roads, I was more in awe of my dad’s tenacity than our surroundings.
We spent 6 days cycling from Christchurch to Queenstown; close to 300 miles and some amount of vertical feet.In the end, that didn’t matter.Once again, the joy of the trip was derived from having a shared experience alongside another human being that leads with love, kindness and humility.I went to New Zealand to “finish what I couldn’t” from my prior trip.I once again left NZ learning to lead like my dad and the company always outweighs where you are.
This past December, I found myself back in New Zealand, on a bike and with my dad.This time, we were there to celebrate my 45th birthday, which is also my dad’s 82nd.When we left NZ two years ago, I felt such a strong pull to return, not necessarily understanding “why”, but something felt incomplete.On our last biking trip, I contracted what would later be diagnosed as HSV on my forehead, possibly contracted from the rental bike helmet or a hotel room pillow.As a result, I wasn’t fully present during our trip as my face swelled to a point where my right eye was almost fully shut.Fun.And also something I don’t normally share since it’s embarrassing and kicked off a 6-month affair with chronic fatigue syndrome.All of this to say, it felt good to be back in New Zealand again, healthy and exploring new towns dotted across the South Island.My dad joined me on day 2, and as always, has this level of positivity and youthfulness that most 40 year olds can’t even maintain.As we would grind our pedals into head winds, up mountain passes and around sketchy shoulderless roads, I was more in awe of my dad’s tenacity than our surroundings.
We spent 6 days cycling from Christchurch to Queenstown; close to 300 miles and some amount of vertical feet.In the end, that didn’t matter.Once again, the joy of the trip was derived from having a shared experience alongside another human being that leads with love, kindness and humility.I went to New Zealand to “finish what I couldn’t” from my prior trip.I once again left NZ learning to lead like my dad and the company always outweighs where you are.
This past December, I found myself back in New Zealand, on a bike and with my dad.This time, we were there to celebrate my 45th birthday, which is also my dad’s 82nd.When we left NZ two years ago, I felt such a strong pull to return, not necessarily understanding “why”, but something felt incomplete.On our last biking trip, I contracted what would later be diagnosed as HSV on my forehead, possibly contracted from the rental bike helmet or a hotel room pillow.As a result, I wasn’t fully present during our trip as my face swelled to a point where my right eye was almost fully shut.Fun.And also something I don’t normally share since it’s embarrassing and kicked off a 6-month affair with chronic fatigue syndrome.All of this to say, it felt good to be back in New Zealand again, healthy and exploring new towns dotted across the South Island.My dad joined me on day 2, and as always, has this level of positivity and youthfulness that most 40 year olds can’t even maintain.As we would grind our pedals into head winds, up mountain passes and around sketchy shoulderless roads, I was more in awe of my dad’s tenacity than our surroundings.
We spent 6 days cycling from Christchurch to Queenstown; close to 300 miles and some amount of vertical feet.In the end, that didn’t matter.Once again, the joy of the trip was derived from having a shared experience alongside another human being that leads with love, kindness and humility.I went to New Zealand to “finish what I couldn’t” from my prior trip.I once again left NZ learning to lead like my dad and the company always outweighs where you are.
This past December, I found myself back in New Zealand, on a bike and with my dad.This time, we were there to celebrate my 45th birthday, which is also my dad’s 82nd.When we left NZ two years ago, I felt such a strong pull to return, not necessarily understanding “why”, but something felt incomplete.On our last biking trip, I contracted what would later be diagnosed as HSV on my forehead, possibly contracted from the rental bike helmet or a hotel room pillow.As a result, I wasn’t fully present during our trip as my face swelled to a point where my right eye was almost fully shut.Fun.And also something I don’t normally share since it’s embarrassing and kicked off a 6-month affair with chronic fatigue syndrome.All of this to say, it felt good to be back in New Zealand again, healthy and exploring new towns dotted across the South Island.My dad joined me on day 2, and as always, has this level of positivity and youthfulness that most 40 year olds can’t even maintain.As we would grind our pedals into head winds, up mountain passes and around sketchy shoulderless roads, I was more in awe of my dad’s tenacity than our surroundings.
We spent 6 days cycling from Christchurch to Queenstown; close to 300 miles and some amount of vertical feet.In the end, that didn’t matter.Once again, the joy of the trip was derived from having a shared experience alongside another human being that leads with love, kindness and humility.I went to New Zealand to “finish what I couldn’t” from my prior trip.I once again left NZ learning to lead like my dad and the company always outweighs where you are.
This past December, I found myself back in New Zealand, on a bike and with my dad.This time, we were there to celebrate my 45th birthday, which is also my dad’s 82nd.When we left NZ two years ago, I felt such a strong pull to return, not necessarily understanding “why”, but something felt incomplete.On our last biking trip, I contracted what would later be diagnosed as HSV on my forehead, possibly contracted from the rental bike helmet or a hotel room pillow.As a result, I wasn’t fully present during our trip as my face swelled to a point where my right eye was almost fully shut.Fun.And also something I don’t normally share since it’s embarrassing and kicked off a 6-month affair with chronic fatigue syndrome.All of this to say, it felt good to be back in New Zealand again, healthy and exploring new towns dotted across the South Island.My dad joined me on day 2, and as always, has this level of positivity and youthfulness that most 40 year olds can’t even maintain.As we would grind our pedals into head winds, up mountain passes and around sketchy shoulderless roads, I was more in awe of my dad’s tenacity than our surroundings.
We spent 6 days cycling from Christchurch to Queenstown; close to 300 miles and some amount of vertical feet.In the end, that didn’t matter.Once again, the joy of the trip was derived from having a shared experience alongside another human being that leads with love, kindness and humility.I went to New Zealand to “finish what I couldn’t” from my prior trip.I once again left NZ learning to lead like my dad and the company always outweighs where you are.
This past December, I found myself back in New Zealand, on a bike and with my dad.This time, we were there to celebrate my 45th birthday, which is also my dad’s 82nd.When we left NZ two years ago, I felt such a strong pull to return, not necessarily understanding “why”, but something felt incomplete.On our last biking trip, I contracted what would later be diagnosed as HSV on my forehead, possibly contracted from the rental bike helmet or a hotel room pillow.As a result, I wasn’t fully present during our trip as my face swelled to a point where my right eye was almost fully shut.Fun.And also something I don’t normally share since it’s embarrassing and kicked off a 6-month affair with chronic fatigue syndrome.All of this to say, it felt good to be back in New Zealand again, healthy and exploring new towns dotted across the South Island.My dad joined me on day 2, and as always, has this level of positivity and youthfulness that most 40 year olds can’t even maintain.As we would grind our pedals into head winds, up mountain passes and around sketchy shoulderless roads, I was more in awe of my dad’s tenacity than our surroundings.
We spent 6 days cycling from Christchurch to Queenstown; close to 300 miles and some amount of vertical feet.In the end, that didn’t matter.Once again, the joy of the trip was derived from having a shared experience alongside another human being that leads with love, kindness and humility.I went to New Zealand to “finish what I couldn’t” from my prior trip.I once again left NZ learning to lead like my dad and the company always outweighs where you are.
This past December, I found myself back in New Zealand, on a bike and with my dad.This time, we were there to celebrate my 45th birthday, which is also my dad’s 82nd.When we left NZ two years ago, I felt such a strong pull to return, not necessarily understanding “why”, but something felt incomplete.On our last biking trip, I contracted what would later be diagnosed as HSV on my forehead, possibly contracted from the rental bike helmet or a hotel room pillow.As a result, I wasn’t fully present during our trip as my face swelled to a point where my right eye was almost fully shut.Fun.And also something I don’t normally share since it’s embarrassing and kicked off a 6-month affair with chronic fatigue syndrome.All of this to say, it felt good to be back in New Zealand again, healthy and exploring new towns dotted across the South Island.My dad joined me on day 2, and as always, has this level of positivity and youthfulness that most 40 year olds can’t even maintain.As we would grind our pedals into head winds, up mountain passes and around sketchy shoulderless roads, I was more in awe of my dad’s tenacity than our surroundings.
We spent 6 days cycling from Christchurch to Queenstown; close to 300 miles and some amount of vertical feet.In the end, that didn’t matter.Once again, the joy of the trip was derived from having a shared experience alongside another human being that leads with love, kindness and humility.I went to New Zealand to “finish what I couldn’t” from my prior trip.I once again left NZ learning to lead like my dad and the company always outweighs where you are.
This past December, I found myself back in New Zealand, on a bike and with my dad.This time, we were there to celebrate my 45th birthday, which is also my dad’s 82nd.When we left NZ two years ago, I felt such a strong pull to return, not necessarily understanding “why”, but something felt incomplete.On our last biking trip, I contracted what would later be diagnosed as HSV on my forehead, possibly contracted from the rental bike helmet or a hotel room pillow.As a result, I wasn’t fully present during our trip as my face swelled to a point where my right eye was almost fully shut.Fun.And also something I don’t normally share since it’s embarrassing and kicked off a 6-month affair with chronic fatigue syndrome.All of this to say, it felt good to be back in New Zealand again, healthy and exploring new towns dotted across the South Island.My dad joined me on day 2, and as always, has this level of positivity and youthfulness that most 40 year olds can’t even maintain.As we would grind our pedals into head winds, up mountain passes and around sketchy shoulderless roads, I was more in awe of my dad’s tenacity than our surroundings.
We spent 6 days cycling from Christchurch to Queenstown; close to 300 miles and some amount of vertical feet.In the end, that didn’t matter.Once again, the joy of the trip was derived from having a shared experience alongside another human being that leads with love, kindness and humility.I went to New Zealand to “finish what I couldn’t” from my prior trip.I once again left NZ learning to lead like my dad and the company always outweighs where you are.
This past December, I found myself back in New Zealand, on a bike and with my dad.This time, we were there to celebrate my 45th birthday, which is also my dad’s 82nd.When we left NZ two years ago, I felt such a strong pull to return, not necessarily understanding “why”, but something felt incomplete.On our last biking trip, I contracted what would later be diagnosed as HSV on my forehead, possibly contracted from the rental bike helmet or a hotel room pillow.As a result, I wasn’t fully present during our trip as my face swelled to a point where my right eye was almost fully shut.Fun.And also something I don’t normally share since it’s embarrassing and kicked off a 6-month affair with chronic fatigue syndrome.All of this to say, it felt good to be back in New Zealand again, healthy and exploring new towns dotted across the South Island.My dad joined me on day 2, and as always, has this level of positivity and youthfulness that most 40 year olds can’t even maintain.As we would grind our pedals into head winds, up mountain passes and around sketchy shoulderless roads, I was more in awe of my dad’s tenacity than our surroundings.
We spent 6 days cycling from Christchurch to Queenstown; close to 300 miles and some amount of vertical feet.In the end, that didn’t matter.Once again, the joy of the trip was derived from having a shared experience alongside another human being that leads with love, kindness and humility.I went to New Zealand to “finish what I couldn’t” from my prior trip.I once again left NZ learning to lead like my dad and the company always outweighs where you are.
This past December, I found myself back in New Zealand, on a bike and with my dad.This time, we were there to celebrate my 45th birthday, which is also my dad’s 82nd.When we left NZ two years ago, I felt such a strong pull to return, not necessarily understanding “why”, but something felt incomplete.On our last biking trip, I contracted what would later be diagnosed as HSV on my forehead, possibly contracted from the rental bike helmet or a hotel room pillow.As a result, I wasn’t fully present during our trip as my face swelled to a point where my right eye was almost fully shut.Fun.And also something I don’t normally share since it’s embarrassing and kicked off a 6-month affair with chronic fatigue syndrome.All of this to say, it felt good to be back in New Zealand again, healthy and exploring new towns dotted across the South Island.My dad joined me on day 2, and as always, has this level of positivity and youthfulness that most 40 year olds can’t even maintain.As we would grind our pedals into head winds, up mountain passes and around sketchy shoulderless roads, I was more in awe of my dad’s tenacity than our surroundings.
We spent 6 days cycling from Christchurch to Queenstown; close to 300 miles and some amount of vertical feet.In the end, that didn’t matter.Once again, the joy of the trip was derived from having a shared experience alongside another human being that leads with love, kindness and humility.I went to New Zealand to “finish what I couldn’t” from my prior trip.I once again left NZ learning to lead like my dad and the company always outweighs where you are.
This past December, I found myself back in New Zealand, on a bike and with my dad.This time, we were there to celebrate my 45th birthday, which is also my dad’s 82nd.When we left NZ two years ago, I felt such a strong pull to return, not necessarily understanding “why”, but something felt incomplete.On our last biking trip, I contracted what would later be diagnosed as HSV on my forehead, possibly contracted from the rental bike helmet or a hotel room pillow.As a result, I wasn’t fully present during our trip as my face swelled to a point where my right eye was almost fully shut.Fun.And also something I don’t normally share since it’s embarrassing and kicked off a 6-month affair with chronic fatigue syndrome.All of this to say, it felt good to be back in New Zealand again, healthy and exploring new towns dotted across the South Island.My dad joined me on day 2, and as always, has this level of positivity and youthfulness that most 40 year olds can’t even maintain.As we would grind our pedals into head winds, up mountain passes and around sketchy shoulderless roads, I was more in awe of my dad’s tenacity than our surroundings.
We spent 6 days cycling from Christchurch to Queenstown; close to 300 miles and some amount of vertical feet.In the end, that didn’t matter.Once again, the joy of the trip was derived from having a shared experience alongside another human being that leads with love, kindness and humility.I went to New Zealand to “finish what I couldn’t” from my prior trip.I once again left NZ learning to lead like my dad and the company always outweighs where you are.
This past December, I found myself back in New Zealand, on a bike and with my dad.This time, we were there to celebrate my 45th birthday, which is also my dad’s 82nd.When we left NZ two years ago, I felt such a strong pull to return, not necessarily understanding “why”, but something felt incomplete.On our last biking trip, I contracted what would later be diagnosed as HSV on my forehead, possibly contracted from the rental bike helmet or a hotel room pillow.As a result, I wasn’t fully present during our trip as my face swelled to a point where my right eye was almost fully shut.Fun.And also something I don’t normally share since it’s embarrassing and kicked off a 6-month affair with chronic fatigue syndrome.All of this to say, it felt good to be back in New Zealand again, healthy and exploring new towns dotted across the South Island.My dad joined me on day 2, and as always, has this level of positivity and youthfulness that most 40 year olds can’t even maintain.As we would grind our pedals into head winds, up mountain passes and around sketchy shoulderless roads, I was more in awe of my dad’s tenacity than our surroundings.
We spent 6 days cycling from Christchurch to Queenstown; close to 300 miles and some amount of vertical feet.In the end, that didn’t matter.Once again, the joy of the trip was derived from having a shared experience alongside another human being that leads with love, kindness and humility.I went to New Zealand to “finish what I couldn’t” from my prior trip.I once again left NZ learning to lead like my dad and the company always outweighs where you are.
This past December, I found myself back in New Zealand, on a bike and with my dad.This time, we were there to celebrate my 45th birthday, which is also my dad’s 82nd.When we left NZ two years ago, I felt such a strong pull to return, not necessarily understanding “why”, but something felt incomplete.On our last biking trip, I contracted what would later be diagnosed as HSV on my forehead, possibly contracted from the rental bike helmet or a hotel room pillow.As a result, I wasn’t fully present during our trip as my face swelled to a point where my right eye was almost fully shut.Fun.And also something I don’t normally share since it’s embarrassing and kicked off a 6-month affair with chronic fatigue syndrome.All of this to say, it felt good to be back in New Zealand again, healthy and exploring new towns dotted across the South Island.My dad joined me on day 2, and as always, has this level of positivity and youthfulness that most 40 year olds can’t even maintain.As we would grind our pedals into head winds, up mountain passes and around sketchy shoulderless roads, I was more in awe of my dad’s tenacity than our surroundings.
We spent 6 days cycling from Christchurch to Queenstown; close to 300 miles and some amount of vertical feet.In the end, that didn’t matter.Once again, the joy of the trip was derived from having a shared experience alongside another human being that leads with love, kindness and humility.I went to New Zealand to “finish what I couldn’t” from my prior trip.I once again left NZ learning to lead like my dad and the company always outweighs where you are.
How to participate in @burrito.league
1. Complete as many segments of the Burrito League-Methow Valley Segment from January 9th at 12:00am through Midnight January 31st.
2. All attempts must be logged using Strava and on the Burrito League- Methow Valley Segment that starts at the Tender Foot -> to the start of the N. Village Bridge->back to the Tenderfoot.
3. Runs must be uploaded publicly on Strava on the approved Strava Segment.No hiding runs to upload later or you will be DQ’d.
4. Athlete with the most segments and carrying the title of “Local Legend” will win the grand prize.
PRIZES!
1st Place: Pizza each week for a year from @luckygrouse Pizza
2nd Place: Pizza each month for a year from @luckygrouse Pizza AND 3-months free coaching from CTS coach @briboley.coachrunner
3rd place: Entry to 1 @rainshadowrunning event in 2026 AND a bag of free coffee from @chewuchcoffee
Spent a solid 3-weeks in the Adirondacks with Robbie this August.It’s one of my favorite places in the world and it’s really special to see how it’s already making an imprint on him.Also got to explore some new places with my dad and keep checking off some 46ers.
Spent a solid 3-weeks in the Adirondacks with Robbie this August.It’s one of my favorite places in the world and it’s really special to see how it’s already making an imprint on him.Also got to explore some new places with my dad and keep checking off some 46ers.
Spent a solid 3-weeks in the Adirondacks with Robbie this August.It’s one of my favorite places in the world and it’s really special to see how it’s already making an imprint on him.Also got to explore some new places with my dad and keep checking off some 46ers.
Spent a solid 3-weeks in the Adirondacks with Robbie this August.It’s one of my favorite places in the world and it’s really special to see how it’s already making an imprint on him.Also got to explore some new places with my dad and keep checking off some 46ers.
Spent a solid 3-weeks in the Adirondacks with Robbie this August.It’s one of my favorite places in the world and it’s really special to see how it’s already making an imprint on him.Also got to explore some new places with my dad and keep checking off some 46ers.
Spent a solid 3-weeks in the Adirondacks with Robbie this August.It’s one of my favorite places in the world and it’s really special to see how it’s already making an imprint on him.Also got to explore some new places with my dad and keep checking off some 46ers.
Spent a solid 3-weeks in the Adirondacks with Robbie this August.It’s one of my favorite places in the world and it’s really special to see how it’s already making an imprint on him.Also got to explore some new places with my dad and keep checking off some 46ers.
Spent a solid 3-weeks in the Adirondacks with Robbie this August.It’s one of my favorite places in the world and it’s really special to see how it’s already making an imprint on him.Also got to explore some new places with my dad and keep checking off some 46ers.
Spent a solid 3-weeks in the Adirondacks with Robbie this August.It’s one of my favorite places in the world and it’s really special to see how it’s already making an imprint on him.Also got to explore some new places with my dad and keep checking off some 46ers.
Spent a solid 3-weeks in the Adirondacks with Robbie this August.It’s one of my favorite places in the world and it’s really special to see how it’s already making an imprint on him.Also got to explore some new places with my dad and keep checking off some 46ers.
Spent a solid 3-weeks in the Adirondacks with Robbie this August.It’s one of my favorite places in the world and it’s really special to see how it’s already making an imprint on him.Also got to explore some new places with my dad and keep checking off some 46ers.
As we all know, we are so good at masking the hard, ugly and difficult things on Social Media.For the last year and change, I’ve been in and out of the hospital, getting blood draws, MRIs, CTScans, pooping into vials, breathing into vials, getting swabs on my forehead and the list goes on.My “training” has been inconsistent, frustrating and sometimes has a breath of hopelessness.
I don’t share those photos / Stories or notes because they’re embarrassing and not who I wish I was… even though, that’s exactly who I am.
So, when I showed up in Arizona a few weeks ago to run in the Mingus Traverse, I honestly didn’t know if I’d make it to the starting line until I was actually at the starting line.My goal was to just see how far I could go with the mantra of “Just be Happy You’re Here!” I was mentally and emotionally ready to stop if my body told me it was time to pull the plug.
Instead, my body was strong and persistent.Despite running through rain, cold, mud and darkness, I was just so damn happy to be there.I called my dad at Mile 40 something to tell him I was feeling good and wasn’t dead yet.He told me I was F4.Instead of my normal head space of pushing myself to catch F3 and speed up, I just acknowledged how damn cool that was and that I was F4!!! I mean, I really didn’t think I’d make it that far!!!
So, in the few photos I have, I’m just smiling since I’m so damn happy to be here.The past 1.5 years has been a massive lesson in learning to live with the body I’ve been given and to respect its limits…. And to be so darn grateful for all the adventures I have been able to do.
Huge thanks to my friends and family for working to keep me positive even when I’ve just broken down.Thanks for still inviting me along to hang out, even if I end up bailing since I feel like complete garbage.Thanks to my coach @shesallgood21who still keeps writing and adjusting workouts to meet me where I am.
Here’s hoping for more adventures and days out on my feet exploring and just being happy I’m here.
As we all know, we are so good at masking the hard, ugly and difficult things on Social Media.For the last year and change, I’ve been in and out of the hospital, getting blood draws, MRIs, CTScans, pooping into vials, breathing into vials, getting swabs on my forehead and the list goes on.My “training” has been inconsistent, frustrating and sometimes has a breath of hopelessness.
I don’t share those photos / Stories or notes because they’re embarrassing and not who I wish I was… even though, that’s exactly who I am.
So, when I showed up in Arizona a few weeks ago to run in the Mingus Traverse, I honestly didn’t know if I’d make it to the starting line until I was actually at the starting line.My goal was to just see how far I could go with the mantra of “Just be Happy You’re Here!” I was mentally and emotionally ready to stop if my body told me it was time to pull the plug.
Instead, my body was strong and persistent.Despite running through rain, cold, mud and darkness, I was just so damn happy to be there.I called my dad at Mile 40 something to tell him I was feeling good and wasn’t dead yet.He told me I was F4.Instead of my normal head space of pushing myself to catch F3 and speed up, I just acknowledged how damn cool that was and that I was F4!!! I mean, I really didn’t think I’d make it that far!!!
So, in the few photos I have, I’m just smiling since I’m so damn happy to be here.The past 1.5 years has been a massive lesson in learning to live with the body I’ve been given and to respect its limits…. And to be so darn grateful for all the adventures I have been able to do.
Huge thanks to my friends and family for working to keep me positive even when I’ve just broken down.Thanks for still inviting me along to hang out, even if I end up bailing since I feel like complete garbage.Thanks to my coach @shesallgood21who still keeps writing and adjusting workouts to meet me where I am.
Here’s hoping for more adventures and days out on my feet exploring and just being happy I’m here.
As we all know, we are so good at masking the hard, ugly and difficult things on Social Media.For the last year and change, I’ve been in and out of the hospital, getting blood draws, MRIs, CTScans, pooping into vials, breathing into vials, getting swabs on my forehead and the list goes on.My “training” has been inconsistent, frustrating and sometimes has a breath of hopelessness.
I don’t share those photos / Stories or notes because they’re embarrassing and not who I wish I was… even though, that’s exactly who I am.
So, when I showed up in Arizona a few weeks ago to run in the Mingus Traverse, I honestly didn’t know if I’d make it to the starting line until I was actually at the starting line.My goal was to just see how far I could go with the mantra of “Just be Happy You’re Here!” I was mentally and emotionally ready to stop if my body told me it was time to pull the plug.
Instead, my body was strong and persistent.Despite running through rain, cold, mud and darkness, I was just so damn happy to be there.I called my dad at Mile 40 something to tell him I was feeling good and wasn’t dead yet.He told me I was F4.Instead of my normal head space of pushing myself to catch F3 and speed up, I just acknowledged how damn cool that was and that I was F4!!! I mean, I really didn’t think I’d make it that far!!!
So, in the few photos I have, I’m just smiling since I’m so damn happy to be here.The past 1.5 years has been a massive lesson in learning to live with the body I’ve been given and to respect its limits…. And to be so darn grateful for all the adventures I have been able to do.
Huge thanks to my friends and family for working to keep me positive even when I’ve just broken down.Thanks for still inviting me along to hang out, even if I end up bailing since I feel like complete garbage.Thanks to my coach @shesallgood21who still keeps writing and adjusting workouts to meet me where I am.
Here’s hoping for more adventures and days out on my feet exploring and just being happy I’m here.
As we all know, we are so good at masking the hard, ugly and difficult things on Social Media.For the last year and change, I’ve been in and out of the hospital, getting blood draws, MRIs, CTScans, pooping into vials, breathing into vials, getting swabs on my forehead and the list goes on.My “training” has been inconsistent, frustrating and sometimes has a breath of hopelessness.
I don’t share those photos / Stories or notes because they’re embarrassing and not who I wish I was… even though, that’s exactly who I am.
So, when I showed up in Arizona a few weeks ago to run in the Mingus Traverse, I honestly didn’t know if I’d make it to the starting line until I was actually at the starting line.My goal was to just see how far I could go with the mantra of “Just be Happy You’re Here!” I was mentally and emotionally ready to stop if my body told me it was time to pull the plug.
Instead, my body was strong and persistent.Despite running through rain, cold, mud and darkness, I was just so damn happy to be there.I called my dad at Mile 40 something to tell him I was feeling good and wasn’t dead yet.He told me I was F4.Instead of my normal head space of pushing myself to catch F3 and speed up, I just acknowledged how damn cool that was and that I was F4!!! I mean, I really didn’t think I’d make it that far!!!
So, in the few photos I have, I’m just smiling since I’m so damn happy to be here.The past 1.5 years has been a massive lesson in learning to live with the body I’ve been given and to respect its limits…. And to be so darn grateful for all the adventures I have been able to do.
Huge thanks to my friends and family for working to keep me positive even when I’ve just broken down.Thanks for still inviting me along to hang out, even if I end up bailing since I feel like complete garbage.Thanks to my coach @shesallgood21who still keeps writing and adjusting workouts to meet me where I am.
Here’s hoping for more adventures and days out on my feet exploring and just being happy I’m here.
As we all know, we are so good at masking the hard, ugly and difficult things on Social Media.For the last year and change, I’ve been in and out of the hospital, getting blood draws, MRIs, CTScans, pooping into vials, breathing into vials, getting swabs on my forehead and the list goes on.My “training” has been inconsistent, frustrating and sometimes has a breath of hopelessness.
I don’t share those photos / Stories or notes because they’re embarrassing and not who I wish I was… even though, that’s exactly who I am.
So, when I showed up in Arizona a few weeks ago to run in the Mingus Traverse, I honestly didn’t know if I’d make it to the starting line until I was actually at the starting line.My goal was to just see how far I could go with the mantra of “Just be Happy You’re Here!” I was mentally and emotionally ready to stop if my body told me it was time to pull the plug.
Instead, my body was strong and persistent.Despite running through rain, cold, mud and darkness, I was just so damn happy to be there.I called my dad at Mile 40 something to tell him I was feeling good and wasn’t dead yet.He told me I was F4.Instead of my normal head space of pushing myself to catch F3 and speed up, I just acknowledged how damn cool that was and that I was F4!!! I mean, I really didn’t think I’d make it that far!!!
So, in the few photos I have, I’m just smiling since I’m so damn happy to be here.The past 1.5 years has been a massive lesson in learning to live with the body I’ve been given and to respect its limits…. And to be so darn grateful for all the adventures I have been able to do.
Huge thanks to my friends and family for working to keep me positive even when I’ve just broken down.Thanks for still inviting me along to hang out, even if I end up bailing since I feel like complete garbage.Thanks to my coach @shesallgood21who still keeps writing and adjusting workouts to meet me where I am.
Here’s hoping for more adventures and days out on my feet exploring and just being happy I’m here.
As we all know, we are so good at masking the hard, ugly and difficult things on Social Media.For the last year and change, I’ve been in and out of the hospital, getting blood draws, MRIs, CTScans, pooping into vials, breathing into vials, getting swabs on my forehead and the list goes on.My “training” has been inconsistent, frustrating and sometimes has a breath of hopelessness.
I don’t share those photos / Stories or notes because they’re embarrassing and not who I wish I was… even though, that’s exactly who I am.
So, when I showed up in Arizona a few weeks ago to run in the Mingus Traverse, I honestly didn’t know if I’d make it to the starting line until I was actually at the starting line.My goal was to just see how far I could go with the mantra of “Just be Happy You’re Here!” I was mentally and emotionally ready to stop if my body told me it was time to pull the plug.
Instead, my body was strong and persistent.Despite running through rain, cold, mud and darkness, I was just so damn happy to be there.I called my dad at Mile 40 something to tell him I was feeling good and wasn’t dead yet.He told me I was F4.Instead of my normal head space of pushing myself to catch F3 and speed up, I just acknowledged how damn cool that was and that I was F4!!! I mean, I really didn’t think I’d make it that far!!!
So, in the few photos I have, I’m just smiling since I’m so damn happy to be here.The past 1.5 years has been a massive lesson in learning to live with the body I’ve been given and to respect its limits…. And to be so darn grateful for all the adventures I have been able to do.
Huge thanks to my friends and family for working to keep me positive even when I’ve just broken down.Thanks for still inviting me along to hang out, even if I end up bailing since I feel like complete garbage.Thanks to my coach @shesallgood21who still keeps writing and adjusting workouts to meet me where I am.
Here’s hoping for more adventures and days out on my feet exploring and just being happy I’m here.
What a week at @cocodona250!!! From running, crewing and volunteering; it was a full week of immersion in the beauty and joy of the trail running community.I have barely any photos for a host of reasons, the main one was ensuring I was fully present for the whole experience .For 79 miles of the Mingus Traverse, I ran without music or podcasts and was just carried along by conversations with runners, the sound of rain against my hood, the rhythm of my feet trudging through mudand howling coyotes under the moon.Down time crewing was filled with naps, chatting with other crews and reading an amazing book by @melissaarnot titled “Enough.” (go read it!). Volunteering was filled with words of affirmation to runners on their 252nd mile and getting sticky hands by filling water bottles with Tailwind.It was such a beautiful week in Arizona and I look forward to returning next year!
2024 ended in one of my favorite places, with one of my favorite people while having one of the most vulnerable conversations.For the last 7 years I’ve been putting on a smile and deeply working toward finding joy in backcountry skiing since Ian died.In the end, the crippling anxiety, irrational fear and constant need to stuff all my emotions into a dark deep hole have just become too much.I have SOOO many good memories of skiing before the avalanche and they’re slowly eroding away with all of the weight I’ve carried every time I put my skis on and start skinning with my favorite people in my favorite places since the accident.Im not posting this out of pity but more out of general awareness for myself and for others you encounter in life that have experienced an avalanche fatality or other tragic event.I hope that this is just a pause and not a permanent change.I truly hope that with continued therapy and time, I’ll get out in the backcountry again.Until then, I’ll be working on my skate skiing technique and continuing to lace up my running shoes.
2024 ended in one of my favorite places, with one of my favorite people while having one of the most vulnerable conversations.For the last 7 years I’ve been putting on a smile and deeply working toward finding joy in backcountry skiing since Ian died.In the end, the crippling anxiety, irrational fear and constant need to stuff all my emotions into a dark deep hole have just become too much.I have SOOO many good memories of skiing before the avalanche and they’re slowly eroding away with all of the weight I’ve carried every time I put my skis on and start skinning with my favorite people in my favorite places since the accident.Im not posting this out of pity but more out of general awareness for myself and for others you encounter in life that have experienced an avalanche fatality or other tragic event.I hope that this is just a pause and not a permanent change.I truly hope that with continued therapy and time, I’ll get out in the backcountry again.Until then, I’ll be working on my skate skiing technique and continuing to lace up my running shoes.
2024 ended in one of my favorite places, with one of my favorite people while having one of the most vulnerable conversations.For the last 7 years I’ve been putting on a smile and deeply working toward finding joy in backcountry skiing since Ian died.In the end, the crippling anxiety, irrational fear and constant need to stuff all my emotions into a dark deep hole have just become too much.I have SOOO many good memories of skiing before the avalanche and they’re slowly eroding away with all of the weight I’ve carried every time I put my skis on and start skinning with my favorite people in my favorite places since the accident.Im not posting this out of pity but more out of general awareness for myself and for others you encounter in life that have experienced an avalanche fatality or other tragic event.I hope that this is just a pause and not a permanent change.I truly hope that with continued therapy and time, I’ll get out in the backcountry again.Until then, I’ll be working on my skate skiing technique and continuing to lace up my running shoes.
2024 ended in one of my favorite places, with one of my favorite people while having one of the most vulnerable conversations.For the last 7 years I’ve been putting on a smile and deeply working toward finding joy in backcountry skiing since Ian died.In the end, the crippling anxiety, irrational fear and constant need to stuff all my emotions into a dark deep hole have just become too much.I have SOOO many good memories of skiing before the avalanche and they’re slowly eroding away with all of the weight I’ve carried every time I put my skis on and start skinning with my favorite people in my favorite places since the accident.Im not posting this out of pity but more out of general awareness for myself and for others you encounter in life that have experienced an avalanche fatality or other tragic event.I hope that this is just a pause and not a permanent change.I truly hope that with continued therapy and time, I’ll get out in the backcountry again.Until then, I’ll be working on my skate skiing technique and continuing to lace up my running shoes.
Well… how Run Rabbit 100 went pretty much sums up how my 2024 has gone.This year has been a roller coaster with juggling multiple health issues, work, parenting, wildfire smoke, trail closures and just life overall.Through it all, I’ve had such amazing support from friends, family and co-workers by providing grace and support. I spent a lot of time returning to what my “Why” is for wanting to train and run long distances as it takes time away from my family, adds stress to the daily juggling of responsibilities, and can complicate me being healthy.When I got to Steamboat last week, I reminded myself that my “Why” is that through pushing my own boundaries, it gives me the bandwidth to show up as a parent, partner and friend.It allows me to feel freedom and challenge in a way that maintains a balance in my life.So, when I set out to run 100 miles on Friday, 3-days into a head/chest cold, I had to remember what my why is.If my goal is to come home a better parent and a better partner, I realized 20 miles in that I need to drop out of the race to be that person.Showing up back home sick and fully wrecked does not achieve that goal.So, I pulled the plug just shy of 50 miles.I’m not going to lie, it was and still is a hard pill to swallow and I’m going to be pretty bummed for a while.The positive side to dropping is I got to cruise the restaurant scene with my amazing crew, Leia and Maureen and then got to cheer on my amazing friend Jen who just crushed her first 50 miler!! Huge thanks to my family for constant support and for @donnaaudett for Robbie Watch this past week.Thanks to my amazing coach @shesallgood21 for keeping me focused and positive this past year.Thanks to Ryan for the constant love and support and for the greater Methow Community for always chipping in to watch Robbie so I can get out in the mountains.
Well… how Run Rabbit 100 went pretty much sums up how my 2024 has gone.This year has been a roller coaster with juggling multiple health issues, work, parenting, wildfire smoke, trail closures and just life overall.Through it all, I’ve had such amazing support from friends, family and co-workers by providing grace and support. I spent a lot of time returning to what my “Why” is for wanting to train and run long distances as it takes time away from my family, adds stress to the daily juggling of responsibilities, and can complicate me being healthy.When I got to Steamboat last week, I reminded myself that my “Why” is that through pushing my own boundaries, it gives me the bandwidth to show up as a parent, partner and friend.It allows me to feel freedom and challenge in a way that maintains a balance in my life.So, when I set out to run 100 miles on Friday, 3-days into a head/chest cold, I had to remember what my why is.If my goal is to come home a better parent and a better partner, I realized 20 miles in that I need to drop out of the race to be that person.Showing up back home sick and fully wrecked does not achieve that goal.So, I pulled the plug just shy of 50 miles.I’m not going to lie, it was and still is a hard pill to swallow and I’m going to be pretty bummed for a while.The positive side to dropping is I got to cruise the restaurant scene with my amazing crew, Leia and Maureen and then got to cheer on my amazing friend Jen who just crushed her first 50 miler!! Huge thanks to my family for constant support and for @donnaaudett for Robbie Watch this past week.Thanks to my amazing coach @shesallgood21 for keeping me focused and positive this past year.Thanks to Ryan for the constant love and support and for the greater Methow Community for always chipping in to watch Robbie so I can get out in the mountains.
Well… how Run Rabbit 100 went pretty much sums up how my 2024 has gone.This year has been a roller coaster with juggling multiple health issues, work, parenting, wildfire smoke, trail closures and just life overall.Through it all, I’ve had such amazing support from friends, family and co-workers by providing grace and support. I spent a lot of time returning to what my “Why” is for wanting to train and run long distances as it takes time away from my family, adds stress to the daily juggling of responsibilities, and can complicate me being healthy.When I got to Steamboat last week, I reminded myself that my “Why” is that through pushing my own boundaries, it gives me the bandwidth to show up as a parent, partner and friend.It allows me to feel freedom and challenge in a way that maintains a balance in my life.So, when I set out to run 100 miles on Friday, 3-days into a head/chest cold, I had to remember what my why is.If my goal is to come home a better parent and a better partner, I realized 20 miles in that I need to drop out of the race to be that person.Showing up back home sick and fully wrecked does not achieve that goal.So, I pulled the plug just shy of 50 miles.I’m not going to lie, it was and still is a hard pill to swallow and I’m going to be pretty bummed for a while.The positive side to dropping is I got to cruise the restaurant scene with my amazing crew, Leia and Maureen and then got to cheer on my amazing friend Jen who just crushed her first 50 miler!! Huge thanks to my family for constant support and for @donnaaudett for Robbie Watch this past week.Thanks to my amazing coach @shesallgood21 for keeping me focused and positive this past year.Thanks to Ryan for the constant love and support and for the greater Methow Community for always chipping in to watch Robbie so I can get out in the mountains.
Well… how Run Rabbit 100 went pretty much sums up how my 2024 has gone.This year has been a roller coaster with juggling multiple health issues, work, parenting, wildfire smoke, trail closures and just life overall.Through it all, I’ve had such amazing support from friends, family and co-workers by providing grace and support. I spent a lot of time returning to what my “Why” is for wanting to train and run long distances as it takes time away from my family, adds stress to the daily juggling of responsibilities, and can complicate me being healthy.When I got to Steamboat last week, I reminded myself that my “Why” is that through pushing my own boundaries, it gives me the bandwidth to show up as a parent, partner and friend.It allows me to feel freedom and challenge in a way that maintains a balance in my life.So, when I set out to run 100 miles on Friday, 3-days into a head/chest cold, I had to remember what my why is.If my goal is to come home a better parent and a better partner, I realized 20 miles in that I need to drop out of the race to be that person.Showing up back home sick and fully wrecked does not achieve that goal.So, I pulled the plug just shy of 50 miles.I’m not going to lie, it was and still is a hard pill to swallow and I’m going to be pretty bummed for a while.The positive side to dropping is I got to cruise the restaurant scene with my amazing crew, Leia and Maureen and then got to cheer on my amazing friend Jen who just crushed her first 50 miler!! Huge thanks to my family for constant support and for @donnaaudett for Robbie Watch this past week.Thanks to my amazing coach @shesallgood21 for keeping me focused and positive this past year.Thanks to Ryan for the constant love and support and for the greater Methow Community for always chipping in to watch Robbie so I can get out in the mountains.
Well… how Run Rabbit 100 went pretty much sums up how my 2024 has gone.This year has been a roller coaster with juggling multiple health issues, work, parenting, wildfire smoke, trail closures and just life overall.Through it all, I’ve had such amazing support from friends, family and co-workers by providing grace and support. I spent a lot of time returning to what my “Why” is for wanting to train and run long distances as it takes time away from my family, adds stress to the daily juggling of responsibilities, and can complicate me being healthy.When I got to Steamboat last week, I reminded myself that my “Why” is that through pushing my own boundaries, it gives me the bandwidth to show up as a parent, partner and friend.It allows me to feel freedom and challenge in a way that maintains a balance in my life.So, when I set out to run 100 miles on Friday, 3-days into a head/chest cold, I had to remember what my why is.If my goal is to come home a better parent and a better partner, I realized 20 miles in that I need to drop out of the race to be that person.Showing up back home sick and fully wrecked does not achieve that goal.So, I pulled the plug just shy of 50 miles.I’m not going to lie, it was and still is a hard pill to swallow and I’m going to be pretty bummed for a while.The positive side to dropping is I got to cruise the restaurant scene with my amazing crew, Leia and Maureen and then got to cheer on my amazing friend Jen who just crushed her first 50 miler!! Huge thanks to my family for constant support and for @donnaaudett for Robbie Watch this past week.Thanks to my amazing coach @shesallgood21 for keeping me focused and positive this past year.Thanks to Ryan for the constant love and support and for the greater Methow Community for always chipping in to watch Robbie so I can get out in the mountains.
Well… how Run Rabbit 100 went pretty much sums up how my 2024 has gone.This year has been a roller coaster with juggling multiple health issues, work, parenting, wildfire smoke, trail closures and just life overall.Through it all, I’ve had such amazing support from friends, family and co-workers by providing grace and support. I spent a lot of time returning to what my “Why” is for wanting to train and run long distances as it takes time away from my family, adds stress to the daily juggling of responsibilities, and can complicate me being healthy.When I got to Steamboat last week, I reminded myself that my “Why” is that through pushing my own boundaries, it gives me the bandwidth to show up as a parent, partner and friend.It allows me to feel freedom and challenge in a way that maintains a balance in my life.So, when I set out to run 100 miles on Friday, 3-days into a head/chest cold, I had to remember what my why is.If my goal is to come home a better parent and a better partner, I realized 20 miles in that I need to drop out of the race to be that person.Showing up back home sick and fully wrecked does not achieve that goal.So, I pulled the plug just shy of 50 miles.I’m not going to lie, it was and still is a hard pill to swallow and I’m going to be pretty bummed for a while.The positive side to dropping is I got to cruise the restaurant scene with my amazing crew, Leia and Maureen and then got to cheer on my amazing friend Jen who just crushed her first 50 miler!! Huge thanks to my family for constant support and for @donnaaudett for Robbie Watch this past week.Thanks to my amazing coach @shesallgood21 for keeping me focused and positive this past year.Thanks to Ryan for the constant love and support and for the greater Methow Community for always chipping in to watch Robbie so I can get out in the mountains.
For my dads 80th birthday, I had the amazing and lifetime mind blowing opportunity to spend it with him cycling across New Zealand.We spent 6 days cycling close to 300km from Mount Cook/ Aoraki to the small coastal town of Oamaru on the Pacific Ocean.Everyday was spent with an overwhelming sense of gratitude to travel through such a beautiful and vast landscape coupled with the constant generosity and laughter of everyone we met along the way.It was obviously also incredibly special to be able to share such a powerful experience with my 80 year old dad.There is something to be said of the power of unplugging from all of the buzz and immediacy we face in everyday life to then travel under your own power with only the sounds of your immediate surroundings filling your ears.My dad and I stopped constantly just to say “wow” and take photos.Or would pedal beside each other to just chat about whatever random thought popped in our head, how much fun that single track section just was or how we’re over gravel road bull shit.
I can’t say enough about how amazing this trip was and also how grateful for our hosts along the way and the folks at @cyclejourneys for putting this trip together.If you’re looking for a bike trip, check out the #alps2ocean trail.I’ve included some of my favorite moments from the trip in these photos, but thankfully I have a full memory bank of so many more.Happy Birthday @stvnwbenet !So grateful the universe put me in your path.
For my dads 80th birthday, I had the amazing and lifetime mind blowing opportunity to spend it with him cycling across New Zealand.We spent 6 days cycling close to 300km from Mount Cook/ Aoraki to the small coastal town of Oamaru on the Pacific Ocean.Everyday was spent with an overwhelming sense of gratitude to travel through such a beautiful and vast landscape coupled with the constant generosity and laughter of everyone we met along the way.It was obviously also incredibly special to be able to share such a powerful experience with my 80 year old dad.There is something to be said of the power of unplugging from all of the buzz and immediacy we face in everyday life to then travel under your own power with only the sounds of your immediate surroundings filling your ears.My dad and I stopped constantly just to say “wow” and take photos.Or would pedal beside each other to just chat about whatever random thought popped in our head, how much fun that single track section just was or how we’re over gravel road bull shit.
I can’t say enough about how amazing this trip was and also how grateful for our hosts along the way and the folks at @cyclejourneys for putting this trip together.If you’re looking for a bike trip, check out the #alps2ocean trail.I’ve included some of my favorite moments from the trip in these photos, but thankfully I have a full memory bank of so many more.Happy Birthday @stvnwbenet !So grateful the universe put me in your path.
For my dads 80th birthday, I had the amazing and lifetime mind blowing opportunity to spend it with him cycling across New Zealand.We spent 6 days cycling close to 300km from Mount Cook/ Aoraki to the small coastal town of Oamaru on the Pacific Ocean.Everyday was spent with an overwhelming sense of gratitude to travel through such a beautiful and vast landscape coupled with the constant generosity and laughter of everyone we met along the way.It was obviously also incredibly special to be able to share such a powerful experience with my 80 year old dad.There is something to be said of the power of unplugging from all of the buzz and immediacy we face in everyday life to then travel under your own power with only the sounds of your immediate surroundings filling your ears.My dad and I stopped constantly just to say “wow” and take photos.Or would pedal beside each other to just chat about whatever random thought popped in our head, how much fun that single track section just was or how we’re over gravel road bull shit.
I can’t say enough about how amazing this trip was and also how grateful for our hosts along the way and the folks at @cyclejourneys for putting this trip together.If you’re looking for a bike trip, check out the #alps2ocean trail.I’ve included some of my favorite moments from the trip in these photos, but thankfully I have a full memory bank of so many more.Happy Birthday @stvnwbenet !So grateful the universe put me in your path.
For my dads 80th birthday, I had the amazing and lifetime mind blowing opportunity to spend it with him cycling across New Zealand.We spent 6 days cycling close to 300km from Mount Cook/ Aoraki to the small coastal town of Oamaru on the Pacific Ocean.Everyday was spent with an overwhelming sense of gratitude to travel through such a beautiful and vast landscape coupled with the constant generosity and laughter of everyone we met along the way.It was obviously also incredibly special to be able to share such a powerful experience with my 80 year old dad.There is something to be said of the power of unplugging from all of the buzz and immediacy we face in everyday life to then travel under your own power with only the sounds of your immediate surroundings filling your ears.My dad and I stopped constantly just to say “wow” and take photos.Or would pedal beside each other to just chat about whatever random thought popped in our head, how much fun that single track section just was or how we’re over gravel road bull shit.
I can’t say enough about how amazing this trip was and also how grateful for our hosts along the way and the folks at @cyclejourneys for putting this trip together.If you’re looking for a bike trip, check out the #alps2ocean trail.I’ve included some of my favorite moments from the trip in these photos, but thankfully I have a full memory bank of so many more.Happy Birthday @stvnwbenet !So grateful the universe put me in your path.
For my dads 80th birthday, I had the amazing and lifetime mind blowing opportunity to spend it with him cycling across New Zealand.We spent 6 days cycling close to 300km from Mount Cook/ Aoraki to the small coastal town of Oamaru on the Pacific Ocean.Everyday was spent with an overwhelming sense of gratitude to travel through such a beautiful and vast landscape coupled with the constant generosity and laughter of everyone we met along the way.It was obviously also incredibly special to be able to share such a powerful experience with my 80 year old dad.There is something to be said of the power of unplugging from all of the buzz and immediacy we face in everyday life to then travel under your own power with only the sounds of your immediate surroundings filling your ears.My dad and I stopped constantly just to say “wow” and take photos.Or would pedal beside each other to just chat about whatever random thought popped in our head, how much fun that single track section just was or how we’re over gravel road bull shit.
I can’t say enough about how amazing this trip was and also how grateful for our hosts along the way and the folks at @cyclejourneys for putting this trip together.If you’re looking for a bike trip, check out the #alps2ocean trail.I’ve included some of my favorite moments from the trip in these photos, but thankfully I have a full memory bank of so many more.Happy Birthday @stvnwbenet !So grateful the universe put me in your path.
For my dads 80th birthday, I had the amazing and lifetime mind blowing opportunity to spend it with him cycling across New Zealand.We spent 6 days cycling close to 300km from Mount Cook/ Aoraki to the small coastal town of Oamaru on the Pacific Ocean.Everyday was spent with an overwhelming sense of gratitude to travel through such a beautiful and vast landscape coupled with the constant generosity and laughter of everyone we met along the way.It was obviously also incredibly special to be able to share such a powerful experience with my 80 year old dad.There is something to be said of the power of unplugging from all of the buzz and immediacy we face in everyday life to then travel under your own power with only the sounds of your immediate surroundings filling your ears.My dad and I stopped constantly just to say “wow” and take photos.Or would pedal beside each other to just chat about whatever random thought popped in our head, how much fun that single track section just was or how we’re over gravel road bull shit.
I can’t say enough about how amazing this trip was and also how grateful for our hosts along the way and the folks at @cyclejourneys for putting this trip together.If you’re looking for a bike trip, check out the #alps2ocean trail.I’ve included some of my favorite moments from the trip in these photos, but thankfully I have a full memory bank of so many more.Happy Birthday @stvnwbenet !So grateful the universe put me in your path.
For my dads 80th birthday, I had the amazing and lifetime mind blowing opportunity to spend it with him cycling across New Zealand.We spent 6 days cycling close to 300km from Mount Cook/ Aoraki to the small coastal town of Oamaru on the Pacific Ocean.Everyday was spent with an overwhelming sense of gratitude to travel through such a beautiful and vast landscape coupled with the constant generosity and laughter of everyone we met along the way.It was obviously also incredibly special to be able to share such a powerful experience with my 80 year old dad.There is something to be said of the power of unplugging from all of the buzz and immediacy we face in everyday life to then travel under your own power with only the sounds of your immediate surroundings filling your ears.My dad and I stopped constantly just to say “wow” and take photos.Or would pedal beside each other to just chat about whatever random thought popped in our head, how much fun that single track section just was or how we’re over gravel road bull shit.
I can’t say enough about how amazing this trip was and also how grateful for our hosts along the way and the folks at @cyclejourneys for putting this trip together.If you’re looking for a bike trip, check out the #alps2ocean trail.I’ve included some of my favorite moments from the trip in these photos, but thankfully I have a full memory bank of so many more.Happy Birthday @stvnwbenet !So grateful the universe put me in your path.
For my dads 80th birthday, I had the amazing and lifetime mind blowing opportunity to spend it with him cycling across New Zealand.We spent 6 days cycling close to 300km from Mount Cook/ Aoraki to the small coastal town of Oamaru on the Pacific Ocean.Everyday was spent with an overwhelming sense of gratitude to travel through such a beautiful and vast landscape coupled with the constant generosity and laughter of everyone we met along the way.It was obviously also incredibly special to be able to share such a powerful experience with my 80 year old dad.There is something to be said of the power of unplugging from all of the buzz and immediacy we face in everyday life to then travel under your own power with only the sounds of your immediate surroundings filling your ears.My dad and I stopped constantly just to say “wow” and take photos.Or would pedal beside each other to just chat about whatever random thought popped in our head, how much fun that single track section just was or how we’re over gravel road bull shit.
I can’t say enough about how amazing this trip was and also how grateful for our hosts along the way and the folks at @cyclejourneys for putting this trip together.If you’re looking for a bike trip, check out the #alps2ocean trail.I’ve included some of my favorite moments from the trip in these photos, but thankfully I have a full memory bank of so many more.Happy Birthday @stvnwbenet !So grateful the universe put me in your path.
For my dads 80th birthday, I had the amazing and lifetime mind blowing opportunity to spend it with him cycling across New Zealand.We spent 6 days cycling close to 300km from Mount Cook/ Aoraki to the small coastal town of Oamaru on the Pacific Ocean.Everyday was spent with an overwhelming sense of gratitude to travel through such a beautiful and vast landscape coupled with the constant generosity and laughter of everyone we met along the way.It was obviously also incredibly special to be able to share such a powerful experience with my 80 year old dad.There is something to be said of the power of unplugging from all of the buzz and immediacy we face in everyday life to then travel under your own power with only the sounds of your immediate surroundings filling your ears.My dad and I stopped constantly just to say “wow” and take photos.Or would pedal beside each other to just chat about whatever random thought popped in our head, how much fun that single track section just was or how we’re over gravel road bull shit.
I can’t say enough about how amazing this trip was and also how grateful for our hosts along the way and the folks at @cyclejourneys for putting this trip together.If you’re looking for a bike trip, check out the #alps2ocean trail.I’ve included some of my favorite moments from the trip in these photos, but thankfully I have a full memory bank of so many more.Happy Birthday @stvnwbenet !So grateful the universe put me in your path.
For my dads 80th birthday, I had the amazing and lifetime mind blowing opportunity to spend it with him cycling across New Zealand.We spent 6 days cycling close to 300km from Mount Cook/ Aoraki to the small coastal town of Oamaru on the Pacific Ocean.Everyday was spent with an overwhelming sense of gratitude to travel through such a beautiful and vast landscape coupled with the constant generosity and laughter of everyone we met along the way.It was obviously also incredibly special to be able to share such a powerful experience with my 80 year old dad.There is something to be said of the power of unplugging from all of the buzz and immediacy we face in everyday life to then travel under your own power with only the sounds of your immediate surroundings filling your ears.My dad and I stopped constantly just to say “wow” and take photos.Or would pedal beside each other to just chat about whatever random thought popped in our head, how much fun that single track section just was or how we’re over gravel road bull shit.
I can’t say enough about how amazing this trip was and also how grateful for our hosts along the way and the folks at @cyclejourneys for putting this trip together.If you’re looking for a bike trip, check out the #alps2ocean trail.I’ve included some of my favorite moments from the trip in these photos, but thankfully I have a full memory bank of so many more.Happy Birthday @stvnwbenet !So grateful the universe put me in your path.
What a day!I’ve been dreaming about this moment for over 10 years.In 2012, I broke my ankle while trail running, had a plate and screws installed and was told by my doctor that I’d never run again.During my first 2 weeks on the couch post-break, I watched and re-watched “Unbreakable, the story of the Western States 100.” I made myself a promise that not only would I run again, I’d run a 100 miler someday. And today couldn’t have been more perfect.The race had its typical highs and lows, but I was so damn happy to be here that it didn’t matter.Did I want to quit, of course!It’s fucking hard.But I had such an amazing crew of strong women helping me out every step of the way.When I came into the corral to finish out the race, the cheers from random strangers while running it in with Becca and Alison caused me to cry.It was beyond overwhelming to receive so much support in that moment on top of nearly a decade of support from so many amazing humans to make this dream come true.Thanks to @cascadeendurance who have been amazing mentors for the past five years and have always supported my crazy dreams.Huge thanks to @alisonnaney , @beccawindell and @leia_hansen for being such an amazing crew and empowering support network!Thanks to @flynutrition3 for giving me all of the tools in the world to fuel properly.Thanks to @shesallgood21 for the race training block and mid-race text support.Huge thanks to Jeff @winthropptfit for being such an amazing PT and fully committed to having me be injury free come race day.Thanks to so many of my friends and family for reaching out and cheering me on.That just brought me so much love and joy and kept me going when I was pretty over it.Thanks to @ryaudett for supporting me throughout this crazy journey while trying to build a house during one of his busiest summers.Finally, huge thank you to @javelinajundred for putting on an amazing party in the desert that brings the trail running community together to provide love and support to complete strangers throughout the race.I already can’t wait to sign up for my next race.
What a day!I’ve been dreaming about this moment for over 10 years.In 2012, I broke my ankle while trail running, had a plate and screws installed and was told by my doctor that I’d never run again.During my first 2 weeks on the couch post-break, I watched and re-watched “Unbreakable, the story of the Western States 100.” I made myself a promise that not only would I run again, I’d run a 100 miler someday. And today couldn’t have been more perfect.The race had its typical highs and lows, but I was so damn happy to be here that it didn’t matter.Did I want to quit, of course!It’s fucking hard.But I had such an amazing crew of strong women helping me out every step of the way.When I came into the corral to finish out the race, the cheers from random strangers while running it in with Becca and Alison caused me to cry.It was beyond overwhelming to receive so much support in that moment on top of nearly a decade of support from so many amazing humans to make this dream come true.Thanks to @cascadeendurance who have been amazing mentors for the past five years and have always supported my crazy dreams.Huge thanks to @alisonnaney , @beccawindell and @leia_hansen for being such an amazing crew and empowering support network!Thanks to @flynutrition3 for giving me all of the tools in the world to fuel properly.Thanks to @shesallgood21 for the race training block and mid-race text support.Huge thanks to Jeff @winthropptfit for being such an amazing PT and fully committed to having me be injury free come race day.Thanks to so many of my friends and family for reaching out and cheering me on.That just brought me so much love and joy and kept me going when I was pretty over it.Thanks to @ryaudett for supporting me throughout this crazy journey while trying to build a house during one of his busiest summers.Finally, huge thank you to @javelinajundred for putting on an amazing party in the desert that brings the trail running community together to provide love and support to complete strangers throughout the race.I already can’t wait to sign up for my next race.
What a day!I’ve been dreaming about this moment for over 10 years.In 2012, I broke my ankle while trail running, had a plate and screws installed and was told by my doctor that I’d never run again.During my first 2 weeks on the couch post-break, I watched and re-watched “Unbreakable, the story of the Western States 100.” I made myself a promise that not only would I run again, I’d run a 100 miler someday. And today couldn’t have been more perfect.The race had its typical highs and lows, but I was so damn happy to be here that it didn’t matter.Did I want to quit, of course!It’s fucking hard.But I had such an amazing crew of strong women helping me out every step of the way.When I came into the corral to finish out the race, the cheers from random strangers while running it in with Becca and Alison caused me to cry.It was beyond overwhelming to receive so much support in that moment on top of nearly a decade of support from so many amazing humans to make this dream come true.Thanks to @cascadeendurance who have been amazing mentors for the past five years and have always supported my crazy dreams.Huge thanks to @alisonnaney , @beccawindell and @leia_hansen for being such an amazing crew and empowering support network!Thanks to @flynutrition3 for giving me all of the tools in the world to fuel properly.Thanks to @shesallgood21 for the race training block and mid-race text support.Huge thanks to Jeff @winthropptfit for being such an amazing PT and fully committed to having me be injury free come race day.Thanks to so many of my friends and family for reaching out and cheering me on.That just brought me so much love and joy and kept me going when I was pretty over it.Thanks to @ryaudett for supporting me throughout this crazy journey while trying to build a house during one of his busiest summers.Finally, huge thank you to @javelinajundred for putting on an amazing party in the desert that brings the trail running community together to provide love and support to complete strangers throughout the race.I already can’t wait to sign up for my next race.
What a day!I’ve been dreaming about this moment for over 10 years.In 2012, I broke my ankle while trail running, had a plate and screws installed and was told by my doctor that I’d never run again.During my first 2 weeks on the couch post-break, I watched and re-watched “Unbreakable, the story of the Western States 100.” I made myself a promise that not only would I run again, I’d run a 100 miler someday. And today couldn’t have been more perfect.The race had its typical highs and lows, but I was so damn happy to be here that it didn’t matter.Did I want to quit, of course!It’s fucking hard.But I had such an amazing crew of strong women helping me out every step of the way.When I came into the corral to finish out the race, the cheers from random strangers while running it in with Becca and Alison caused me to cry.It was beyond overwhelming to receive so much support in that moment on top of nearly a decade of support from so many amazing humans to make this dream come true.Thanks to @cascadeendurance who have been amazing mentors for the past five years and have always supported my crazy dreams.Huge thanks to @alisonnaney , @beccawindell and @leia_hansen for being such an amazing crew and empowering support network!Thanks to @flynutrition3 for giving me all of the tools in the world to fuel properly.Thanks to @shesallgood21 for the race training block and mid-race text support.Huge thanks to Jeff @winthropptfit for being such an amazing PT and fully committed to having me be injury free come race day.Thanks to so many of my friends and family for reaching out and cheering me on.That just brought me so much love and joy and kept me going when I was pretty over it.Thanks to @ryaudett for supporting me throughout this crazy journey while trying to build a house during one of his busiest summers.Finally, huge thank you to @javelinajundred for putting on an amazing party in the desert that brings the trail running community together to provide love and support to complete strangers throughout the race.I already can’t wait to sign up for my next race.
What a day!I’ve been dreaming about this moment for over 10 years.In 2012, I broke my ankle while trail running, had a plate and screws installed and was told by my doctor that I’d never run again.During my first 2 weeks on the couch post-break, I watched and re-watched “Unbreakable, the story of the Western States 100.” I made myself a promise that not only would I run again, I’d run a 100 miler someday. And today couldn’t have been more perfect.The race had its typical highs and lows, but I was so damn happy to be here that it didn’t matter.Did I want to quit, of course!It’s fucking hard.But I had such an amazing crew of strong women helping me out every step of the way.When I came into the corral to finish out the race, the cheers from random strangers while running it in with Becca and Alison caused me to cry.It was beyond overwhelming to receive so much support in that moment on top of nearly a decade of support from so many amazing humans to make this dream come true.Thanks to @cascadeendurance who have been amazing mentors for the past five years and have always supported my crazy dreams.Huge thanks to @alisonnaney , @beccawindell and @leia_hansen for being such an amazing crew and empowering support network!Thanks to @flynutrition3 for giving me all of the tools in the world to fuel properly.Thanks to @shesallgood21 for the race training block and mid-race text support.Huge thanks to Jeff @winthropptfit for being such an amazing PT and fully committed to having me be injury free come race day.Thanks to so many of my friends and family for reaching out and cheering me on.That just brought me so much love and joy and kept me going when I was pretty over it.Thanks to @ryaudett for supporting me throughout this crazy journey while trying to build a house during one of his busiest summers.Finally, huge thank you to @javelinajundred for putting on an amazing party in the desert that brings the trail running community together to provide love and support to complete strangers throughout the race.I already can’t wait to sign up for my next race.
What a day!I’ve been dreaming about this moment for over 10 years.In 2012, I broke my ankle while trail running, had a plate and screws installed and was told by my doctor that I’d never run again.During my first 2 weeks on the couch post-break, I watched and re-watched “Unbreakable, the story of the Western States 100.” I made myself a promise that not only would I run again, I’d run a 100 miler someday. And today couldn’t have been more perfect.The race had its typical highs and lows, but I was so damn happy to be here that it didn’t matter.Did I want to quit, of course!It’s fucking hard.But I had such an amazing crew of strong women helping me out every step of the way.When I came into the corral to finish out the race, the cheers from random strangers while running it in with Becca and Alison caused me to cry.It was beyond overwhelming to receive so much support in that moment on top of nearly a decade of support from so many amazing humans to make this dream come true.Thanks to @cascadeendurance who have been amazing mentors for the past five years and have always supported my crazy dreams.Huge thanks to @alisonnaney , @beccawindell and @leia_hansen for being such an amazing crew and empowering support network!Thanks to @flynutrition3 for giving me all of the tools in the world to fuel properly.Thanks to @shesallgood21 for the race training block and mid-race text support.Huge thanks to Jeff @winthropptfit for being such an amazing PT and fully committed to having me be injury free come race day.Thanks to so many of my friends and family for reaching out and cheering me on.That just brought me so much love and joy and kept me going when I was pretty over it.Thanks to @ryaudett for supporting me throughout this crazy journey while trying to build a house during one of his busiest summers.Finally, huge thank you to @javelinajundred for putting on an amazing party in the desert that brings the trail running community together to provide love and support to complete strangers throughout the race.I already can’t wait to sign up for my next race.
Well shit!Didn’t expect this weekend to come together the way it did at all.I was originally gunning to run the Javelina 100k, but with a nagging hip injury throughout the season, it just wasn’t in the cards. Turned lemons to lemonade and signed up for the Javelina Jackass Night run.31k of running in the dark, through the desert in a costume with a dance party at the half way point.I went into this weekend just wanting to have a fun run to end the season and I got so much more than that.I had an amazing weekend sharing running with Robbie, who crushed the kids fun race, and I got to fan girl out on the morning shake out run with all the pros I usually just read about.The weekend capped off with the Jackass Race.I started out slow and then started moving up the line to get to a more comfortable pace.Next thing I know I’m having a transcendental experience running in the dark, surrounded by saguaro and the starlit sky with a crescent moon hanging behind a cactus arm.I didn’t know time was passing by until I’d land at the next aid station being fueled by potatoes, Jay-z, Tears for Fears and Led Zeppelin.At the last aid station I looked at my watch and saw I was at 3 hours with 3 miles to go.My goal for the race was 4.I picked up the pace and landed at the finish glittered up in 3:25, taking 5th female.Never expected that in my whole lifetime!So, a few thanks for making this all happen.Huge thanks to my parents for wrangling Robbie for the weekend.Massive thanks to @flynutrition3 for giving me the tools to get my nutrition figured out so I didn’t blow it (standard practice). And huge ups to my amazing coach and friend @cascadeendurance for always believing that I can go faster, even when I didn’t believe it myself.I’ll be back at @javelinajundred next year but on the 100k start.Now a few weeks of rest to let this hip thing get fixed before ski season starts!
Well shit!Didn’t expect this weekend to come together the way it did at all.I was originally gunning to run the Javelina 100k, but with a nagging hip injury throughout the season, it just wasn’t in the cards. Turned lemons to lemonade and signed up for the Javelina Jackass Night run.31k of running in the dark, through the desert in a costume with a dance party at the half way point.I went into this weekend just wanting to have a fun run to end the season and I got so much more than that.I had an amazing weekend sharing running with Robbie, who crushed the kids fun race, and I got to fan girl out on the morning shake out run with all the pros I usually just read about.The weekend capped off with the Jackass Race.I started out slow and then started moving up the line to get to a more comfortable pace.Next thing I know I’m having a transcendental experience running in the dark, surrounded by saguaro and the starlit sky with a crescent moon hanging behind a cactus arm.I didn’t know time was passing by until I’d land at the next aid station being fueled by potatoes, Jay-z, Tears for Fears and Led Zeppelin.At the last aid station I looked at my watch and saw I was at 3 hours with 3 miles to go.My goal for the race was 4.I picked up the pace and landed at the finish glittered up in 3:25, taking 5th female.Never expected that in my whole lifetime!So, a few thanks for making this all happen.Huge thanks to my parents for wrangling Robbie for the weekend.Massive thanks to @flynutrition3 for giving me the tools to get my nutrition figured out so I didn’t blow it (standard practice). And huge ups to my amazing coach and friend @cascadeendurance for always believing that I can go faster, even when I didn’t believe it myself.I’ll be back at @javelinajundred next year but on the 100k start.Now a few weeks of rest to let this hip thing get fixed before ski season starts!
Well shit!Didn’t expect this weekend to come together the way it did at all.I was originally gunning to run the Javelina 100k, but with a nagging hip injury throughout the season, it just wasn’t in the cards. Turned lemons to lemonade and signed up for the Javelina Jackass Night run.31k of running in the dark, through the desert in a costume with a dance party at the half way point.I went into this weekend just wanting to have a fun run to end the season and I got so much more than that.I had an amazing weekend sharing running with Robbie, who crushed the kids fun race, and I got to fan girl out on the morning shake out run with all the pros I usually just read about.The weekend capped off with the Jackass Race.I started out slow and then started moving up the line to get to a more comfortable pace.Next thing I know I’m having a transcendental experience running in the dark, surrounded by saguaro and the starlit sky with a crescent moon hanging behind a cactus arm.I didn’t know time was passing by until I’d land at the next aid station being fueled by potatoes, Jay-z, Tears for Fears and Led Zeppelin.At the last aid station I looked at my watch and saw I was at 3 hours with 3 miles to go.My goal for the race was 4.I picked up the pace and landed at the finish glittered up in 3:25, taking 5th female.Never expected that in my whole lifetime!So, a few thanks for making this all happen.Huge thanks to my parents for wrangling Robbie for the weekend.Massive thanks to @flynutrition3 for giving me the tools to get my nutrition figured out so I didn’t blow it (standard practice). And huge ups to my amazing coach and friend @cascadeendurance for always believing that I can go faster, even when I didn’t believe it myself.I’ll be back at @javelinajundred next year but on the 100k start.Now a few weeks of rest to let this hip thing get fixed before ski season starts!
Well shit!Didn’t expect this weekend to come together the way it did at all.I was originally gunning to run the Javelina 100k, but with a nagging hip injury throughout the season, it just wasn’t in the cards. Turned lemons to lemonade and signed up for the Javelina Jackass Night run.31k of running in the dark, through the desert in a costume with a dance party at the half way point.I went into this weekend just wanting to have a fun run to end the season and I got so much more than that.I had an amazing weekend sharing running with Robbie, who crushed the kids fun race, and I got to fan girl out on the morning shake out run with all the pros I usually just read about.The weekend capped off with the Jackass Race.I started out slow and then started moving up the line to get to a more comfortable pace.Next thing I know I’m having a transcendental experience running in the dark, surrounded by saguaro and the starlit sky with a crescent moon hanging behind a cactus arm.I didn’t know time was passing by until I’d land at the next aid station being fueled by potatoes, Jay-z, Tears for Fears and Led Zeppelin.At the last aid station I looked at my watch and saw I was at 3 hours with 3 miles to go.My goal for the race was 4.I picked up the pace and landed at the finish glittered up in 3:25, taking 5th female.Never expected that in my whole lifetime!So, a few thanks for making this all happen.Huge thanks to my parents for wrangling Robbie for the weekend.Massive thanks to @flynutrition3 for giving me the tools to get my nutrition figured out so I didn’t blow it (standard practice). And huge ups to my amazing coach and friend @cascadeendurance for always believing that I can go faster, even when I didn’t believe it myself.I’ll be back at @javelinajundred next year but on the 100k start.Now a few weeks of rest to let this hip thing get fixed before ski season starts!
Well shit!Didn’t expect this weekend to come together the way it did at all.I was originally gunning to run the Javelina 100k, but with a nagging hip injury throughout the season, it just wasn’t in the cards. Turned lemons to lemonade and signed up for the Javelina Jackass Night run.31k of running in the dark, through the desert in a costume with a dance party at the half way point.I went into this weekend just wanting to have a fun run to end the season and I got so much more than that.I had an amazing weekend sharing running with Robbie, who crushed the kids fun race, and I got to fan girl out on the morning shake out run with all the pros I usually just read about.The weekend capped off with the Jackass Race.I started out slow and then started moving up the line to get to a more comfortable pace.Next thing I know I’m having a transcendental experience running in the dark, surrounded by saguaro and the starlit sky with a crescent moon hanging behind a cactus arm.I didn’t know time was passing by until I’d land at the next aid station being fueled by potatoes, Jay-z, Tears for Fears and Led Zeppelin.At the last aid station I looked at my watch and saw I was at 3 hours with 3 miles to go.My goal for the race was 4.I picked up the pace and landed at the finish glittered up in 3:25, taking 5th female.Never expected that in my whole lifetime!So, a few thanks for making this all happen.Huge thanks to my parents for wrangling Robbie for the weekend.Massive thanks to @flynutrition3 for giving me the tools to get my nutrition figured out so I didn’t blow it (standard practice). And huge ups to my amazing coach and friend @cascadeendurance for always believing that I can go faster, even when I didn’t believe it myself.I’ll be back at @javelinajundred next year but on the 100k start.Now a few weeks of rest to let this hip thing get fixed before ski season starts!
Well shit!Didn’t expect this weekend to come together the way it did at all.I was originally gunning to run the Javelina 100k, but with a nagging hip injury throughout the season, it just wasn’t in the cards. Turned lemons to lemonade and signed up for the Javelina Jackass Night run.31k of running in the dark, through the desert in a costume with a dance party at the half way point.I went into this weekend just wanting to have a fun run to end the season and I got so much more than that.I had an amazing weekend sharing running with Robbie, who crushed the kids fun race, and I got to fan girl out on the morning shake out run with all the pros I usually just read about.The weekend capped off with the Jackass Race.I started out slow and then started moving up the line to get to a more comfortable pace.Next thing I know I’m having a transcendental experience running in the dark, surrounded by saguaro and the starlit sky with a crescent moon hanging behind a cactus arm.I didn’t know time was passing by until I’d land at the next aid station being fueled by potatoes, Jay-z, Tears for Fears and Led Zeppelin.At the last aid station I looked at my watch and saw I was at 3 hours with 3 miles to go.My goal for the race was 4.I picked up the pace and landed at the finish glittered up in 3:25, taking 5th female.Never expected that in my whole lifetime!So, a few thanks for making this all happen.Huge thanks to my parents for wrangling Robbie for the weekend.Massive thanks to @flynutrition3 for giving me the tools to get my nutrition figured out so I didn’t blow it (standard practice). And huge ups to my amazing coach and friend @cascadeendurance for always believing that I can go faster, even when I didn’t believe it myself.I’ll be back at @javelinajundred next year but on the 100k start.Now a few weeks of rest to let this hip thing get fixed before ski season starts!
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