Part 2 in a 2 part series. To read part 1 GO HERE.
While I don't have a picture for December I can't say that life is without adventure. Trying to get back into running again, losing weight and trying to relax. The end of the semester has been crazy, and looking ahead to 2011 is even crazier. While I won't be racing as much... the types and amounts of adventure I look forward to having are both countless and different. Yet I am sitting here looking at these pictures thinking back to all the adventures we were capable of in 2010 and I am nothing less then grateful. It's been one hell of a year. From sea level to 14,000 feet. To all 4 corners of America. From the mundane to the extreme. I feel like I've accomplished a lot and have once again spent a year living the dream. Human Potential is about being ALIVE and a life has been well lived in 2010.
Hopefully in the next few weeks I can continue to provide the blog-world with some exciting news about my future (ie. Career) and welcoming back sponsors for 2011. So until then, Happy Holidays to you and yours and a very Happy New Year.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
My annual year in review, in pictures. 2010 has been nothing short of an amazing adventure. As I look back on it, I am humbled by the kinds of things I've been fortunate to experience. Here's a stroll down the year that was, 2010.
I set a personal best on the Pittsfield Peaks 50 Mile course coming in 8th place. One of the best performances of my running career and exceptionally meaningful.
Then after 4 years.. I finally had my chance to run Western States where I finished, got my buckle, then spent a week in Vegas and the Grand Canyon celebrating life.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Some of you may know that in November 2008, I checked myself into a psychiatric ICU to do battle one on one with severe depression. And so began a very turbulent time in my life which included... and still includes.. a very tough daily struggle to climb out of the ditch. But I fondly remember the time I met Alyssa Skye out in San Francisco.. in March of 2009.
Alyssa and I had started playing e-mail tag with each other through e-mails and facebook. We started having conversations off list from the ultra-list during the time of my personal incarceration. I remember those months talking to her being very soothing and helpful. She seemed to understand me and what i was going through. She listened with an open heart and an open mind and then one day she said.. "You need a vacation.."
Without blinking an eye, I got an e-mail from Alyssa that she had bought me a plane ticket to visit her in San Francisco during my spring break. So, that March I hopped on airplane and flew to San Francisco, alone, to see my new friend. She picked me up in the airport and brought me to Pier 39 where we had lunch and some Fat Tires. Then it was up to me where to go. We ran back and forth over the Golden Gate Bridge then ran in Muir Woods where we ran underneath the giant Red Woods, along the Dipsea all the way to Stinson Beach where I soaked my legs in the Pacific Ocean for the first time.. and just stared out at the water.
She even paid for a hotel room.. and every meal we ate, every beer we drank. We talked for hours about running and hiking and rock climbing. The next day we went to the the Marin Headlands, checking out the Miwok 100 Course and the Beach down at Tennessee Valley. Down there I watched in awe as Alyssa free climbed on the rocks that the waves crashed upon. The next day we made it out towards Point Reyes and ran on the trails up there. We made it all the way out to that famous light house where we looked for whales.
Four days of my life... during my darkest days... a complete stranger who never batted an eye at flying me to California all expenses paid to simply LIVE. I will always remember this trip as a life changing experience, as a trip that put some sunshine on my darker days and when someone... or something.. greater showed me that people do love in this world. Even strangers.
I leave you with this.. While out at Point Reyes.. we made our way to Arch Rock and headed down to the seashore where we walked along the sandy shore searching for creatures and shells. I'll never forget the huge starfish and sea anenomes. I found a huge chunk of quartz down there.. that was too big to take home on the plane. Little did I know but my friend had picked it up and hid it in her bag... I got it in the mail a week after returning home with a book titled, "Everybody Needs a Rock." I guess I'll read before bed tonight...
Good Night Alyssa... I'll miss you friend. Keep bringing me that sunshine.