Day 5 was the culmination of our trip. Race day! Waking up to a dark, cold morning (4:00am) in Jackson to run 13.1 miles in these mountains.
It was hard to get started. It felt like everything was working against me. Had a small moment the night before where I felt so defeated, but thanks to awesome friends and the resort hot tub, I kicked those thoughts to the side. Weather was chilly for sure, my muscles felt slightly tight, it was so so early, we felt frazzled. My odds weren’t feeling ideal to finish or finish well.
Once the race started though, it felt pretty good. I had what felt like my groove. Ran with friends, made new friends, and kept moving praying that my muscles would warm and I’d be able to finish.
Hip update. Hips were so good. Barely any pain until mile 11. I had to walk most of the last two miles…BUT I finished a half marathon! At altitude, with a hip I didn’t think could do it in the time I had. And next to the most beautiful mountain range.
God spoke to me through so many things in the past month, and here I was with tears in my eyes watching these beautiful mountains cheer me on. I couldn’t contain them as I ran towards the finish line! 6 months of healing, or therapy, small amounts of training and I just finished my first half.
I could not have picked anything better. These girls. These mountains.
When I found my friends at the end, hugs and tears…more hugs, were all I had. Happiness is an understatement. Joy. Pure joy.
Praise Jesus for miracles!
Day 4: Into the Tetons
Friday morning was the calm before the storm in the Tetons. We’d get to meet them! Hike into them and find out just what they might have to offer us. Over the last year I’ve heard over and over not to rush through them. Like the rest of this trip, they did not disappoint us. Vast. Massive. Impressive. Mighty. All of these words have new meaning after this trip. I’m more in love with the mountains than I even knew. They are breathtaking, though some might say it’s the altitude, I know otherwise. Mountains are my love language. I literally am at loss for words. Just thankful that my eyes have the opportunity to see something this beautiful. In every sense. The sun reflecting off lakes of water, the jagged mountains covered in snow, the evergreen forests, the grassy plains. The fresh piney air in my lungs here. You can’t have a bad view here, every direction I take a photo thinking nope this view is even better than the last.
We grabbed coffee and baked treats in Jackson at the cutest little bakery called Persephone and found our way through the city of Jackson before heading into the park.
We drove into Grand Teton National Park and oh my. My, oh my. It’s magnificent. Whether it’s the fact that everything is flat and then all of a sudden huge 13,000 foot mountains rise up, or maybe something else all together.
My heart sees something about these mountains it understands on another level. It relates to how hard the trek can be, it relates to the beautiful views from the top or maybe just along the way. It understands feeling tired, worn out, achy. It understands that it’s not always easy or great, and sometimes you start scanning every which way checking for bears or snakes or mountain lions oh my. It’s like life. We prepare and we try to make plans but around every corner something new, amazing or scary, presents itself.
At the end of the day, God has blown me away. He is amazing. He got us here on a dream. And we sat on the dam at Jackson lake knowing in basically twelve hours we were running that dream. 13.1 miles, with this incredible view. The mountains as our spectators.
Friends…chase after what you love. Make sure to make time and save money for things in your life that take your breath away. It’s so easy to get caught up in the grind. To get stuck in the rut. To rationalize that it’s too much time or money, but I’m here to tell you it’s possible. Chase it. Pursue those heart eyes. Your dream might not be running through the mountains, or even mountains at all, but chase it. And never forget it’s worth it.
(We hiked Jenny lake, taggart lake, and Bradley lake. We sat at oxbow bend and the dam at Jackson lake.)
This view. I woke up to so many of the sweetest messages from friends and family and I’m so blessed. Blessed to call Kentucky where I am learning to grow deep roots. Blessed because my home is scattered among the hearts of people I love, in different places. Blessed to have a family of friends ,and friends that have become family. Blessed to get to celebrate their best moments and be present in their worst.
I woke up this morning and the cold was beckoning me outside. Wrapping me in a big blanket and urging me out in my sock feet. Breathing in the cold air was harsh in my lungs and at the same time it reminded me of these mountains. It reminded me that I’m small…but mighty. I’m made of jagged grey, a million lush variations of green and speckled with vibrant gold. These mountains remind me I can do hard things. And when I can’t…that’s ok too, because He can.
Give up your defeated I can’t for the beautiful freedom of He can.
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