Jun 23 2011

Abroad

I have a funny relationship with traveling. I am a homebody at heart, but have a conflicting and innate desire to explore the world. Perhaps my love of being home also coincides with my love of a routine. I thrive on the known and get anxious about the unknown.   While in Font this past February, I got the travel bug again. I'm not sure if it was unfairly balanced with the fact that I've spent more time at home in the past two years than I can remember, but being in...

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Home and gone again

I think I've mentioned before that I'm a home body. If not, I'm a home body. I love being home, getting into a routine, spending time with friends and family and enjoying the wonders of my backyard. However, I also know that I get antsy if I spend too much time in one place and am therefore grateful that I get to travel as much as I do. It gives me a healthy perspective on things that I would probably otherwise take for granted and opens my eyes to new...

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Feb 26 2011

Trying Hard

It’s a finicky thing, trying hard. When I first started climbing, it was second nature; do whatever was in my power to get to the next hold. I think it’s one of the things that drew me to climbing in the first place, working so desperately hard to contort my body to reach the next hold. There were no guidelines, no correct form to a move, no time limits. Unfortunately for me, getting back into climbing after a couple years of injuries, trying my hardest has been an elusive thing.   I'm...

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