This is a scary and weird photo. And that's ok. Because lately I've been feeling the feels, and to be completely honest - I realized something. The only way to get my mind off things major bumming me out and making me sad is to go do something I suck at. Like really suck at. A good example is trail running. I run like molasses. It makes me wanna die. I get super tired and feel like a slug and that's when I realize all I can think about is how miserable my body feels. I decided that redirecting emotional pain to physical can be a really really good thing. And maybe eventually it'll all even out. I'll fly up the trails and create a healthy balance again. Cuz #TRUELIFE .
Jun 21, 2017
There's something I feel about these photos. Me caught in an in between relaxed moment. When I look at them, I'm reminded of where I was in the present - not just physically, but emotionally. I remember the feelings I had in my heart, the thoughts that filled my head. Sometimes there just aren't words for the things that we experience; only a feeling. Life can be real fuzzy and imperfect like that.
Jun 20, 2017
There are many fathers, but this is mine. My Poppio has loved me from the beginning. He let me be weird and wear hats all the time, which started extremely early in life. He let me drag my stolen (from my bro) baby blanket around the house for maybe too long, paid for my braces to fix the horrendousness that was my teeth, taught me how to work and run a business, let me cuddle with him, and was a shoulder to cry on when I needed it the most. He was there in my darkest times doing little helpful things like replacing my windshield wipers and getting my oil changed. He sat on the floor with me helping prepare for something that absolutely broke my heart. He checks in on me, laughs with me, and cheers a metal spoon filled with ice cream at midnight with me, a twinkle in his eye. I love my father. He is mine and I am his, and he teaches me what love is.
Jun 18, 2017
It's been real, Deep South. I've loved exploring your bayous and river bottoms, but most of all, I've really loved the way you made me sweat more than I could have ever imagined in the continental U.S. Mississippi River running right down my own backside, n errythang. I also love the fire ants who chewed up my ankles for breakfast lunch and dinner, the attack of mayflies and mosquitoes, and the humidity that made my hair as fuzzy as a tennis ball. I dun like dat a reel ho lot.
Jun 16, 2017
Climbing with this guy has been such a cool learning experience. One of my favorite days was when @joellavina taught me aid climbing. With a broken scapula, I couldn't climb for six weeks and he invited me along to learn new skills, which is also necessary for my career to get the shots I want and need when climbing. I ascended my way carefully up the rope with one hand, avoiding moving my broken arm too much due to pain and limited mobility. He was encouraging, patient and full of positivity. These are the climbing days I love to draw back on. Oftentimes, setbacks force you to try something new that you might not have otherwise, which I believe only makes you a stronger and more balanced person. I've had to learn a lot of patience in my life, and this is just a tiny sliver and humble reminder (to myself) to not let circumstance determine your level of happiness. Make the most of your life, and start wherever you are right now.
Jun 14, 2017
Sunset last night was one of those moments that took my breath away. I sprinted to the docks as I watched the sky change color. Drenched in gold, the landscape resembled something from a Nicholas Sparks novel with long rustic docks stretching into the lake and cypress trees growing right out of the water. Everything was glowing gold. In person, it was one of the prettier scenes I've experienced. Low murmurs of Southern drawls from camp behind me and the thought of gators and catfish swimming below the waters edge made me smile. As I write this we just crossed into Louisiana, and I can't help but feel grateful for my job filled with exploration and for this beautiful country I call home.
Jun 13, 2017