Day 720

This past weekend I had a moment. A big moment. I turned 47 and celebrated my second birthday sober. Friends, this was a birthday for the record books. I climbed a mountain and I camped alone. Two huge things and let me tell you why. This mountain is the tallest summit in Arizona. It stands… Continue reading Day 720

Day 638

Today I had time to sit and breathe. To finally absorb everything that has happened over the last twelve days. I have spent twelve days walking. Walking by the Irish Sea, over mountains, by lakes, through bogs, and moors. I learned what words like beck and swale meant which is important when you are told… Continue reading Day 638

Day 614

I’m not very good at bragging about myself. I generally lean towards the beat myself up about the shit I did wrong direction. People always tell me I’m being too hard on myself, but I genuinely feel like I’m just being honest about what I do or can do. But today I’d like to take… Continue reading Day 614

Day 613

Another weekend, another adventure. This last weekend I went on an all girls two day backpacking trip. We wanted to explore a hike we did a year or two ago in Sedona, so off we went. Let me start with this little fun fact about myself. I don’t love camping. I know I’m not the… Continue reading Day 613

Day 353

This is my first birthday in probably 30 years that I didn’t drink. So what did I do all day yesterday? Moped around, crying, and wasting away my birthday because I wasn’t doing anything fun. I’m 46 and run an adventure business, and I couldn’t figure out anything fun to do? There have been times… Continue reading Day 353