One of the most asked questions I get about the Iditarod is, “Where did you sleep?” Well, you don’t sleep much and when you do you’re crashing any where you can. By your dogs outside, in a shelter cabin, or a checkpoint building. This photo was taken in Elim only 3 checkpoints away from the finish. I stayed there for about 8 hour sneaking in about 4 hours of sleep after feeding and tending to the dogs.
Little throw back to 2012 while running the Sand Marathon going 250 miles through the Sahara Desert. I saw this race detailed at the end of an episode of “I shouldn’t be alive” and thought it would be a sweet challenge. Made a phone call to Preston, who’s standing to my right and by the end of the call he was 100% in. Super thankful to have those friends in my life!
Not a winter shot, because I haven’t been out to explore as of late.
My body craves exercise, to spend days in the forest, and days with good company. The past three years have been fantastic, but also three of the most challenging years for me. I found myself slip further and further from social interaction and overwhelmed with fear of never finding job stability, or an occupation that is financially secure but also feeds my soul.
Wandered astray were genuine, unconventional places, interactions, that add valuable and meaningful experiences to life.
Here’s to adding more. More water, more friendships, more adventures. More nutrition, more forrest baths, and more oceanside hangouts.
Maybe I’ll be 40 and still not know my true purpose is in life. Maybe I’ll be 60 and I’ll have a kick-ass girl gang who has fun and travels the world. I don’t know where I’m going, I just hope that it’s full of more. More meaningful relationships, more patience, more kindness, more fun.
Working on getting outside my comfort zone. For me that means going on a stargaze hike with a group of strangers (okay, my sister really signed me up, but I’m thankful she did), an owl prowl in card lake, I even applied for an overnight creatives workshop in Cape Breton!! Okay fine, I haven’t decided if I’ll go if the friend I applied with doesn’t get accepted and I do. I’ll be the first to admit I’m a flakster. Flakster of fear. Flakier than a snowflake. But I’m trying, and isn’t that the best we can do?
Stumbled across this wall of ice and water on the way to a waterfall. It was a little bit off the trail and would have been easy to miss. The extra few steps were worth the peace you experienced surrounded by still, quiet, snow while gazing at the beauty of nature.