Just like everyone else, I have a long history of making New Year’s resolutions and only succeed at keeping a small percentage. Then Adam came along and gave me the idea of having a theme to my year. So, last year became the year of “Yes!” I could very easily have stayed in my normal routine, as I am a creature of habit, but 2017 needed to be different.
The year began with me meeting new people and trying my hand at playing Irish fiddle music. This only lasted about two months, but it was an experience that a year ago I would have said “no” to. Adam suggested that for our summer vacation we should try to run the Tahoe Rim Trail unsupported, so I said “yes!” When the bear cut our trip short and Adam suggested one more runcation in 2017, I said “yes!” (The 2016 frugal me would have said no to the idea, as two vacations in one year would be crazy!).
Well, 2017 ended with one more opportunity to embrace the power of “Yes!” We were on our runcation to Colorado. Day 1 was a bit of a wash as it was almost dark when we got to Boulder, so I did one mile in the hotel (gotta keep that run streak going!)
Day 2 gave us about 3 miles. It was a challenging run as it was cold, there was altitude to contend with, major inclines up and down the mountain, and it was crazy windy!
Day 3 was icy! Being paranoid as I am, I was moving much slower than Adam, being very cautious in the slick trails. I got to the base of yet another ascent when I spotted him at the top waving me to the right direction. Trudging to the top of the hill I noticed he had the GoPro set up. I assumed he was trying to pose a Christmas card photo, as every year I struggle to find a good photo of us to share. We exchanged a few words and then I decided to continue on the trail (I always try to get a head start as I know he’ll always pass me in no time.). He then dropped to his knee and asked me to marry him. Saying “yes!!” was the easiest yes I made all year. Actually, this was the easiest “Yes!!” I’ve ever made.
We completed about 10 miles on day 3. By day four we were feeling exhausted, so we got just under 2 miles in around a little pond.
Needless to say, I don’t remember much else of our runcation. I remember beautiful mountains, fantastic trail running, buying some art, drinking delicious Avery beer, Voodoo Doughnuts, and leaving Heaven (aka Colorodo) with a fiancé. (Best keepsake ever!)
In Search of My Running Tribe 