“What is April thinking about?” said no one, ever (though I’m sure many people have said “What was April thinking?” many times). This blog is here to answer the question no one was really asking.
How did I get here?
Here. The end of the line on a remote trail, winding high through slickrock to a lone natural arch, with an expansive, breathtaking view beyond. Other days, “Here” has been a winter wonderland, my footsteps blazing fresh tracks in snow that newly frosts the evergreens above, creating a magical, quiet softness and all I can hear is the crunch of each step.
Read MoreNothing goes as planned. When I first fell in love with running, I thought that a long term plan was about patience and determination, two things within my control. In a crazed, anxious state, I clicked “Complete Registration” on some races that sounded a little bit nuts, but I was excited and optimistic and probably a little bit manic, and I had a realistic strategy for how to get there.
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