Follow us on Instagram!My lovely and talented friend Cate took a quick photo sesh with me and my babes (and my mama) in one of my favorite parks in Bend. Peter was enjoying the best ski day of his life so I’m not sorry he isn’t in these 😉 We love him so much that he is always there (even when he’s not). Thanks for loving these beautiful babes with me my love. All 3 of them!When you can’t get to the mountain, there is always the second story roof. ⛷Poles and Attitude! The season’s hottest new accessories. Watch- I’m gonna come back from skiing maternity leave and this kid is going to beat me down the mountain 🤦♀️ ...Maaaaaybe I’ll just say my pants are too tight and tight pants slow me down. 👍🏼This man is the donut to my coffee and the hot sauce to my burrito. Thank you my Valentine for loving me, supporting me, and giving me ALL the babies ❤️ I LOVE this life we’ve created, I LOVE adventuring with you and I LOVE watching you do rad stuff. I can’t wait to be outside doing rad stuff with you again soon. 😍❤️💗Gorgeous hunk is ours ❤️ Gorgeous view is Tahoe’s.30 weeks and still running. Every day that I am pain free and moving powerfully is something to celebrate. Because in my experience, pregnancy and athleticism were not synonymous. This pregnancy has proved otherwise. With discipline, I have discovered that pregnancy and athleticism complement each other beautifully! With the same amount of exercise, I am stronger now than I was 7 months ago. After surviving a barfy first trimester, I have spent a minimum of 5 days a week combining strength training and running. That was my schedule before getting pregnant and maintaining this schedule for the past 16 weeks has transformed pregnancy for me. Thank you @__magneticnorth__ for illuminating my path. You inspired me to prove to myself that pregnancy is not to be endured, it’s not weakness, nor is it something to waddle through. It’s an opportunity. An opportunity to use to my athletic advantage. An opportunity to discover strength. An opportunity to soar. It’s a freaking superpower! Heading into my final two months, I have zero expectations. BUT I will continue to show up every damn day for my body. To worship her and all she is capable of. Pregnancy is a privilege. So is the problem of figuring out how to squeeze in all this exercise without childcare. It’s a motherforkin’ hustle!
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If it scares me or makes me feel uncomfortable, I need to do it. Fear or discomfort means an opportunity for personal growth and I have an addiction to personal growth. At the end of my life, I want to feel like I made the most of the opportunities I was given. Stretched my mind and my body. Got my bang for my life buck.
When it came to my fear of fish (it’s true, I did have a fear of fish) and my fear of the underwater world, I knew that meant I needed to get my dive certification. And lucky for me- after a few short certification dives, I discovered I LOVED the world beneath the surface! Had I let fear determine my choices I would have missed out on some of the most memorable and unique experiences in our natural world.
Unfortunately, I rarely dive anymore. When I do dive, there is that moment right before I jump in where I think, “Crap. Which button does what again? Did I turn on my air? How do I inflate this thing? Which means I’m OK? The thumbs up or the OK sign?”
I take a deep breath, calm my anxieties and jump in. Just like riding a bike, it all comes back. I bob at the surface for a minute. The cool water envelops my face and hair. I become weightless. I put the regulator in my mouth, remember how much I love the cool air and meditative sound of the most basic of human functions. I deflate my BCD and and leave the world behind.