Dear Climbing: I Quit

Dear Climbing: I Quit

I call myself a climber. It’s part of my identity – both in how I see myself and in how I present myself to the world. My Facebook is full of rock climbing photos. My Twitter and Instagram list me as a climber, skier, runner, and LIFE enthusiast. I never...

Meet Petra….My Parasite

A few months ago I shared a brutally honest blog with you about how, despite appearances, my trip to Thailand was not “just the best thing ever”.It took a lot for me to share that story, but I am so glad I wrote it. The way you responded really...

Introducing the Newest Craze: Needling

Since there’s no snow, I’ve been doing a …. different …. kind of adventuring lately. A new “sport” if you will. You’ve all heard of such innovations as buildering and kayak free kayaking, so today I introduce you to a new...

Rain, Rain, Go Away!

Or, as this post might be more appropriately titled, “I’m sorry to have pissed you off Father Winter. Can we please kiss and make up?” You may remember a few years ago I almost moved to Boulder (backstory). I had been in Seattle 10 years, I was not...