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Splitboard mountaineer. Adventurer. Lover. Cultivator of awesome.
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What it is
You win some you lose some. No point dwelling on what's past. Onward. Upward.
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"Which is why you need the tiniest bit of bravery. People get scared when you try to do something, especially when it looks like you're succeeding. People do not get scared when you're failing. It calms them." Mindy Kaling
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Get up ridiculously early. Go run uphill for a while. Scramble for your life a bit. Crest the most amazing divide. Run downhill for a while. Find a lake. Put your feet in. Run downhill some more. Finish at your car. Find another lake jump in. I love this life.
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What partial packing for a triathlon looks like. I'm nervous! But this should be fun.
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“ I don't look in the mirror and think "slim"; I look in the mirror and I'm like, "Whoa, beast!” - Chantae McMillan
This chic is my hero!
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There are days when I wake up and I’m tired. In the back of my mind I wish I could stay wrapped up in my sheets and pillows instead of throwing on my workout gear and heading to the gym to drip sweat. At the same time my objectives don’t get easier by me staying in bed. The mountains don’t open their arms and say, “ It’s OK Rachel. Take it easy, we’ll be less vertical/technical/difficult today because you’re tired.” So every morning I lace up my shoes, grab my water and suffer it out with a smile. Because it’s worth it. Because I want it.
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A Little Crazy
Actively pursuing ski mountaineering feels a little crazy, and I feel a little crazy when I think about how much I've fallen in love with it. Climbing with Allie tonight and rehashing our histories of what has brought us to this point makes me feel ignited but also a myriad of other complex emotions. Is this ridiculous? Why do I keep chasing this with a passion? Will the drive ever stop? Recently it's become more apparent the things I've sacrificed to get to this place. And I am sad for some of those sacrifices. At the same time, knowing that I have the potential to be strong enough, skilled enough and confident enough to really go after the lines I want in the Tetons and beyond this season is something I can't stifle. In my heart, this is what I get up for. This is what I live for. This is what makes me feel alive. I suppose you need to be a little crazy to pursue such extremes. Or maybe I just want more out of life than most.
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Wifey presents are the best. A lavender unicorn to cuddle with when I miss my muse Pip Hunt. Yay!
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Fear of Success
I'm afraid sometimes of succeeding. I'm afraid of what it will mean if I get to the place I want to go and wonder can I keep this up? And what's next?
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