I’m going to be up front with you. I want this to be a totally interactive post. So it would mean so much to me if you’d reach out in any way you see fit. Keep on reading for, ya know, what you’re reaching out about! Before I get to begging asking you for what I want. Let me run through a few scenarios. Just see if you identify with any of them.
I’m sitting in my car in the parking lot of a Charlottesville coffee shop. I’m fueling up after a stretch of road back up the East coast of the US. But before I make my way back to Philadelphia, I am going to spend a couple of nights solo camping at Shenandoah National Park.
“Aren’t you supposed to do that with people? You know, the buddy system?"“Well I can’t keep waiting to do it with somebody - otherwise I’ll never do it!"
Remember how awesome my 12 trips in 12 months thing was? I feel like I, to this day, don’t shut up about it. Remember how jazzed I was about my 12 new outdoor activities in 12 months?
Well, as you can probably work out from the spoiler alert of a title…I failed. Already. And it’s March.
I’ve been having a hard time with some things. This includes, but is not limited to, writing about getting outside and travel with some meaning. With some purpose. I found myself saying, “Yeah, but why does it even matter?” I’ll throw a full disclosure in here to say I’ve been feeling like that about many of the things in my life. But this in particular was (read: is) feeling incredibly frustrating. Travel, and adventure travel at that, was the thing that pulled me through grad school. This blog as a creative outlet got me through some rough days. And why would such an important part of my life all of a sudden feel meaningless?
I think it might have had something to do with me and how I was choosing to travel.
This is not a post that will describe an intense day of backcountry skiing. Elk Mountain is a little backcountry.Although that might be #lifegoals - does anybody want to take me under their wing and teach me?
This is also not a post where you will read about an amazingly positive day on the mountain with no tears and no falling. Because, oh boy, did I fall. Sidenote: HOW do people just go skiing for whole days and not fall once? Will I ever get there? What does that feel like?
This will however, be a post where I (spoiler alert) FINALLY SKIED A BLACK DIAMOND.
If you’ve seen the “places to travel” list that tout Philadelphia as a worthy destination for your next vacation days, let me be the first to welcome you and show you how to see Philadelphia like a local. That's what the cool kids are doing these days, right? There is so much to see and do in the city, and my love has definitely blossomed over my last seven years of living here. I put together a list of things I would do with my friends to show off the city - so, friend, here you go!
I’m not saying it’s not a good idea. I firmly believe that everybody should travel more, in any capacity that they’re capable of. But sticking “travel more” on a list and hoping it’ll stick isn’t the best way to go about doing this.
So, maybe you’ve heard of SMART goals. Goals are more likely to be achieved if they are Specific, Measurable, Attainable (although, I like Action-oriented), Realistic, and Timely. You’ll see that just saying “travel more” doesn’t really hit all of these adjectives. But! If you say you’re going to Take 12 Trips in 12 Months?Well, now we’re talking!