So many of you lovely people have reached out privately saying you wish you could climb mountains and I’m here to tell you that you can, you absolutely can. None of us are exceptionally fit girls, but we have grit and so do you. What my pictures don’t show is that I nearly puked twice on the way up mile 8 and that I was brought to a standstill by shortness of breath and numbness in my shoulder. I thought for sure I was going to die of a heart attack - I could see the headline: Hammondsport Woman, 36, dies in High Peaks. The pictures also don’t show that I stopped once on the hot, open rock face of Marcy (pictured here) and sobbed because I was so tired and so thirsty and I knew I still had another 8 miles left to go with no way out but through. I looked up at Diana who was struggling too and back at Christa who was fighting her own battle. I told myself to dig deep, this mountain is nothing, I’ve already survived far worse this year, and somehow that was enough to get my feet moving again and to dry my tears.
Many of you have also already survived far worse - you’ve loved and lost - in some cases, several times, you have a parent or spouse or child who is ill, you battle anxiety and depression, you’re struggling under the weight of debt, you’ve had loved ones pass away - some unexpectedly, others after long periods of suffering, you’re raising your children alone...whatever your story is, good people and friends of IG, you need to know you already have everything you need to do this within you.
When you decide on your own challenge and adventure, we’ll be waiting to celebrate it with you. Lots of love to you guys ❤️✨