There are plenty of things that are amazing about running: Nutella sandwiches with bananas in them. Dogs running towards me on the trail, wagging their tails and… Read more “Why I Really Keep Running”
Back when the world was still more or less okay and we could have trail running races, I got back to the start/finish from working an aid… Read more “A Look Within — What do YOU Want?”
It’s my birthday tomorrow. I don’t know when I stopped being able to keep track (probably too soon in my life some would say), but the kids… Read more “Birthdays and Death”
I’m in a state of inertia, paralyzed by fear. That’s what I realized yesterday, after filling out about a hundred different forms, applying for a program that… Read more “The Memory That Brings Me Peace | Eastern Sierras”
When I talk to my friends, family, or mentors, they all can tell that I’ve had it with the United States. Heck, I know I’ve had it… Read more “Why Am I Still Staying in the USA?”
Sadness does strange things to you. It makes you forget your goals, your wishes, your desires. It makes you want to go back to the place you… Read more “Sadness And Fear Do Strange Things to Us”
When I arrived to East Glacier, there was this immediate feeling of home-ness. It took me a little by surprise, because as much as I’ve been wanting… Read more “Why East Glacier Felt Like Home”
I’ve been told to get my head out from the clouds so very many times that I probably wouldn’t be able to count it. I’ve been told it by my parents, grandparents, teachers, and even people I once considered friends. But the mountains taught me to keep my head in the clouds, to keep dreaming and reaching higher than anything else.
What happens in the mountains stays… with you for the rest of your life.
There are so very many things the mountains have taught and continue to teach me.
To stand tall and strong through every storm.
To let only the sun, wind, rain and snow paint wrinkles of age on my face.
To be wild and free, with my head in the clouds, while being the rock for those who might need one.
There is so very much more, and even more of that which cannot be put into words. And for that, I am and will be forever grateful to those most beautiful places in the world.
If you asked my grandma, she’d probably tell you that I’ve had a lot of bad ideas in my life. But then again, her idea of a… Read more “Bad Ideas”
Let me make that statement a little bit more clear. Maybe, to stay true to who I am, I have to keep moving. I feel like I’ve… Read more “Maybe, to Stay, I Have to Keep Moving.”