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Desert Refrain

I always think I want to come back here… I do love the miles of fun, rocky trails that are so easily accessible in the middle of miles of concrete. Running these trails, bouncing around the rocks, feels playful. I like the climbs, which are short, steep and often like staircases taking me up and over the desert “mountains.” Of course, I love, love, love the sunshine and the warm December days when I can scamper, sweaty and shirtless, around the cactus.

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Reasons and Seasons

One thing these last few months traveling have reinforced is my gratitude for perfectly timed personal connections. There is a saying that we have three kinds of friends: friends for a reason, friends for a season and friends for a lifetime. I am lucky enough to have a handful of people I consider kindred spirits that I know will be around for a lifetime. 

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Leftovers

We have no Thanksgiving leftovers this year. The holiday was happily spent gobbling turkey bagel sandwiches in the van between a long, hot run and a sneaky double feature at the local Prescott Valley cinema. What I am left sitting with these days, is some newly vacated space inside my head.

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Food Fight

When I was small I wanted to be a baker. I told my mother that I was never having children because I wanted to always be the one to lick the spoon clean after mixing brownie batter. As an adult, I love wandering through grocery stores, I’m addicted to Instagram food porn, I still find baking therapeutic and I love creating recipes or researching restaurant menus.

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Dirty Laundry: Sidetracked

Here I am, six weeks into our Dirty Good odyssey still enamored with the lifestyle but of course, still me. As I write this brief account of my personal journey I am hoping not to reinforce and accept my identity as an anxious, depressive, disordered eater but to reveal patterns that have been both destructive and beneficial for me in the past. 

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