Since the start of this blog...I have left and come back to it multiple times. I still feel uncertain what brings me back this time or if I am here to stay with it. Maybe I just need to stick with Instagram because that so often feels a lot less overwhelming;) Lately I have just felt a nagging feeling that I am supposed to write and share. I don't know what I am supposed to write or share...but my good friend Jen told me Friday..."if it feels like there is a reason...then that feeling probably isn't going to go away."
Writing has always brought me peace. It is a way to get out and also to share my thoughts and feelings. It helps me make sense of my own experiences and is also a way to look back and reflect upon those same experiences. I learn from my reflection and I learn from reading and sharing with others.
Sitting here now I wish I had blogged or at least kept a journal of my most recent training journey because it has been one filled with many lessons and experiences/runs I don't ever want to forget.
Back in January, Jen encouraged me to train for the Skyline 50 mile with her. It is a tough course...running over three peaks with just under 12000ft elevation gain. I would be lying if I said the course didn't terrify me...and the fact that it is now just a month away...terrifies me even more.
|View from Ben Lomond Peak, 9712ft|
|Just another training adventure of shenanigans including snow, rain, wind, and sun.|
|I want to imprint this view in my mind for always.|
I have simply concluded that I don't think it is on accident that a place referred to in so many places as "sacred ground" can invoke such inexplicable feelings inside of me.
"Don't Shrink. Don't puff up. Just stand your sacred ground." -Brene Brown