Follow us on Instagram!Happy belly. Happy life.For his 3rd birthday all he wanted was bike time 🚲 The sweetest day for the sweetest boy I know. We love you C-doo! Happy Happy BirthdayThey are makin’ some big plans out there and I think it’s going to end with Cedar stealing all the marshmallows. #natureplay #getoutside #ourlocalplaygroundMy girl fishes in off the shoulder dresses 👗 🎣 💥Dear body, I’m sorry I have said and thought so many terrible things about you. You give and give, I take and take. You have never let me down and I still call you names. 8 weeks ago you birthed a human in under two hours. Yesterday you ran 5 miles, today you ran 5 more. You’ve birthed three speedy times without any medical intervention or pain medication, you’ve been making milk for babies for 7 years, you’ve run marathons, hiked one of the tallest mountains in the world, climbed thousands of feet, biked and hiked hundreds of miles, backpacked, swam, surfed, skied, dove, lifted, traveled, held, carried, kissed, hugged, and healed. You have done ALL this and I still say you aren’t tight enough, tall enough, small enough, fast enough, smooth enough, strong enough, perky enough, pretty enough, bikini-ready enough... well enough is enough. It’s taken this 3rd pregnancy, my awesome birth and my speedy recovery to finally realize how amazing you are. So guess what? I am DONE (finished) thinking shitty things about you! I am sooo tired of hating you. If this is what a body looks like that can do and give ALL OF THIS then you are PERFECT. I love you and I am grateful for you. However many pounds you still carry from this last pregnancy are just fine. I promise to get off the scale, to nourish you and to continue working on healthy relationships with food. And you just keep doin’ your thing ok? Maybe if I start loving you more we can keep all this great stuff going another 50 years. Whattaya say? #effyourbeautystandards #bodyjustice🌟Shiloh Jasper Sedivec 🌟He finally has a name! Sweet Shiloh is 1 month old, 9 lbs 7oz and faring well in a busy and noisy home. Life with three is tender, exhausting, perfect, hilarious and overwhelming. I don’t have enough brain power or arms to meet everyone’s needs, it’s full on, I need a shower and a HOT cup of coffee but I am in love with this beautiful headache we’ve created. Caring for these peanuts is my greatest privilege and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Thank you for joining this crazy crew of ours Shiloh. We love you. (Cedar wasn’t interested in being in a picture today so it looks like we have two but I swear there are 3 😂)
Category Archives: Utah
The last portion of our vacation was the big motivator for taking the trip. Our friend Greg was participating in the Zion 100, an ultra-marathon spanning 100 miles of the Zion wilderness. I was so excited about his race that I begged Peter to plan a vacation to Utah around the same time. He agreed and there we were, meeting everyone at Greg’s hotel to learn about our responsibilities as support crew and pacers. The race began in the dark, early in the morning on a Friday. (I was already so jealous of him)
Good morning Greg! Ready to run 100 miles?! Continue reading
The hike to Angel’s landing is another ass kicker. The hike is straight up and carved into the side of sheer rock, the trail is an aggressive approach to a flat and gorgeous look out above.
That peak above Peter’s head is Angel’s Landing, where we are headed.
Zion From Bryce we drove down the gorgeous highway 89 and into the northern entrance of Zion. Having never visited Zion national park before I really had no idea what to expect.
On the long deserted stretch toward Bryce we were surprised when three Pronghorns bolted across the road in front of us. Peter swerved left, the confused Pronghorn ran right and slammed into the side of our car. I screamed the foulest of foul words and it’s nothing short of a miracle that Sage has not started running around dropping F bombs whenever she sees a animal. Somehow the word didn’t stick and fortunately we slowed down enough that both the Pronghorn and the car were ok. Well I think the Pronghorn is ok. It sauntered of into the wilderness and was only a short distance behind its friends. At the time we had no idea what the animal was and were both in shock. We found the closest pullout and drove in to catch our breath. The shock turned into tears of laughter (me) when this sign was staring at us from the side of the road.
Upon seeing the signs for Kolob Canyon we made a last minute decision to get off the highway and check it out. Sage was sleeping so we stayed in the car but from the car we saw many hiking opportunities and were interested in the overnight backcountry possibilities leaving this side of the park.
When our friend Greg announced he was going to run one hundred miles for the Zion 100, I jumped at the chance to make supporting him, a vacation for us. We explored many different options for the trip, bike touring was on the table for a while, taking the camper trailer, backpacking… when finally what seemed like the best way to do it all was to leave the camper trailer at home, make reservations for hotels and campgrounds, pack up the car, load the mountain bikes, and hit the road.