Moab: Day 2

I don’t think there’s anything quite as satisfying as waking up in a tent to the early morning wilderness. Don’t get me wrong – marshmallows, a decent burger and cider after a long hike, and petting fluffy things are all close runners up; but there’s something more to witnessing and existing in the dawn’s ambiance. Sometimes I think that if I’m still enough, I might actually be able to hear the earth breathe, to see the ripple of its pulse move through everything around me.  I think that’s why I dig solo hiking so much: my brain finally stops… Read More

Moab: Day 1

Every weekend should be a three-day weekend. Even though its only one more day, I feel like the amount of exploring is exponentially increased and time seems to slow down (in a good way). The Mister, a friend from Florida, Mountain Man, and I headed to Moab early Friday AM. Truthfully, I wanted to disappear into the hills here in CO, but having never experienced Utah beyond ski resorts, I was game for a new adventure.  Upon returning I have one word: holyshitsticksamazingmagicwonderland. There is a connection in that place – a draw… Read More

Fitness For A Stronger World

When it comes to fitness, I’m selfish. Plain and simple. Though to be fair, it does lend itself quite easily to that sort of mind set. Sure, we can try to use it for good…a race for some cause or in the honor of a loved one. But even in training for such an event, I find the name of the game is “me, myself, and I”. I first realized this fact about myself three weeks ago and have been struggling with what to do about it…until last night. Almost every aspect… Read More