Another week of fantastic times, mostly in the outdoors. My interest in running is starting to become rekindled. I was losing motivation for awhile, it all began to feel too routine no matter how I switched up my route. I was really beginning to get tired of dealing with cars and stoplights, pounding pavement. So I hit the dirt. Immediately I began to remember why I ran in the first place. To feel and be wild and free. I’ll be the first to admit I am not a super fast runner and this is even more true for the trail  but there is just something about running out in the wild that words can’t quite express.

After two weeks I got back on the water. One of the smoothest trips I have ever had through the Gorge. The river was crowded with people in rafts, kayaks, tubes, even an inflatable turtle, but it felt more like a party than a traffic jam. I spent time with some old friends and made a few new ones. I saw one of my friends conquer  her fear of heights and jump off the fabled Gorilla Rock. Afterwards we ate at the River Shack in Coloma where I had one of the best sandwiches of my life. Every bite was fantastic and revitalizing. Seriously, if I knew I was only going to be able to eat one more thing before I die it would be that sandwich. It was that delicious. The most incredible thing was that despite all my years living and rafting in this area I have never once eaten there before. It just goes to show what amazing little discoveries life offers us all every day if we open ourselves up to experience what’s around us.

Of course a lot of these experiences that any of us have wouldn't be the same without our friends. I am fortunate enough to have a group of friends that appreciate my own uniqueness and accept me even when I’m at my worst. To all my friends I say thank you for sharing my life with me and allowing me to share in yours. I wouldn't be who I am today without all of you.

Until next time friendly readers, appreciate every moment of existence no matter what’s happening and remember