Let’s rewind to June 2010 and be brutally honest for a moment here. It was my first two weeks in New Zealand, and I was miserable. I had just quit my cush, well-paying finance job, said goodbye to my supportive family and amazing friends, and bought a one-way ticket to Queenstown, New Zealand. Here I […]More
This was the first phrase that popped to mind tonight when I tried to come up with a description of the past month. It didn’t start out all that magical. We were hit by Boulder’s 100-year flood square in the face, our garden-level apartment flooding that Thursday night while I was home alone.More
Sometime in early August I was up in Winter Park attempting to pre-ride the course for a XC race. I was turned around somewhere between Winter Park and Fraser, having gotten my printed directions out for about the 7th or 8th time, and I had backtracked along a steep forest service road 2-3x already looking […]More
I’m starting to believe that there are seasons for everything in life. A season to work hard, a season to play, a season to wander, a season to put down roots and grow. So it makes sense I find myself so invigorated and at home in a place that has actual seasons too. Really looking forward […]More
I get in these moods sometimes.
One came upon me recently while I was out on a ride, alone with my thoughts. I had had a couple of bad falls in the past week and it seemed like I kept spilling on the same side, making the same mistakes. I was feeling shaky on the dirt, like I had lost something important but didn’t even know what it was.
I was up close to the top of the Nelson Loop at Hall Ranch. The clouds had rolled in and covered up what had been a beautiful sunny afternoon. I heard thunder in the distance and inside me the weather turned too.More
When Steve and I first moved from Aspen to Boulder almost two years ago, I was still learning how to mountain bike. For our first ride in Boulder, I picked Walker Ranch based off of trail descriptions I read on the Boulder Mountain Bike Alliance website. I had no real concept of what an “advanced” […]More
Three years ago, I went on a bit of what my hippie friend Kelly and I call “a spiritual journey”. After five years of working in financial services, two of which I was one of the firm’s youngest vice presidents, I quit my job, left San Francisco and all my friends and family behind, and […]More