Today was a special day at Blackstone Detail. To begin, I headed to the Candy Cane Classics car show in Minco, Oklahoma where I proudly displayed a grand prize of a mini detail which included a value of $70 for any avid car enthusiast. The winner has yet to be determined. The sunrise looking over the Oklahoma countryside was an added bonus.
Some people believe that the time you were born can predict whether you are a morning or night person. I was born in the middle of the day so I’m ultra confused about it!?! Maybe that’s why I just freaking love watching sunrises and sunsets equally!
We all know by now that I’m a serious sky sucker.... ☀️🌙⭐️
It’s so peaceful + majestic. I actually pulled over on the parkway this morning on my way to work to step out of my car and enjoy the beginning parts of the sunrise.
Thanks to everyone who reached out before and after my triathlon yesterday! It was an incredible experience and nothing was more fulfilling than seeing all the hard work and determination I put in the past several months pay off! . .
I took second in my AG and 7th for men overall. Completed a 0.93 mile swim, 24.8 mile bike and 6 mile run in 2:33:31 . .
I also have to give the credit where it’s due! @m.k.guerra thanks for always being supportive and stepping up in areas this year so that I could train and devote time to triathlon. Also could not have done it with the coaching of @coach_goeringer Conrad knows his stuff and if you are going to do triathlon and you want to get the best return on the many hours you dedicate to the sport then you have got to invest in coaching. Having a supportive sister always makes a difference! Thanks for coming up for the event @lindsey31184 . .
I have a lot of words to explain the experience so if you want to hear more just reach out!
The early bird sure does catch the worm. Check out this incredible sunrise at Taylors Mistake this morning. 📷 credit friendly travelling surfer who was there earlier than us! #stopit#nofilter#craterrimwalks
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[3/3] Today I woke up without a dehydration headache for the first time since Saturday (even though I’d drank a full 8 liters during our big run), but I’m thankful to be, mostly, no worse for wear. Sore calves from the relentless climbs and descents, but tendons intact, joints happy, no blisters even, to show for the big adventure.
Now, I’ll spend a few months resting, moving much more slowly (and less!), and rediscovering the joyful physicality of unstructured play. But I’ve got some big plans for 2020. 🏴☠️⚡️🏃♀️ 🏔
Here’s to the honest blessings of doing beautiful things in hard places. Grateful for the rare privilege of living a life like this, of dreaming big & experiencing impossible turn to real.
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[2/3] Then we began the long trek back. Dropping that vertical mile into rugged cliffbands on now-complaining legs. Through beautiful and hot, so hot, terrain in the heart of the canyon. It was here that my love and respect for the women I ran with grew, seeing them each excel against adversity, step into their own strength in unique and beautiful ways.
We continued south, pausing around mile 42 at historic Phantom Ranch just four minutes before they closed for the night for the best lemonade and potato chips I’ve ever had. Then, crossing the river again, before starting our final climb up South Kaibab — one more mile of vertical left for us, over 6 miles of trail — as the sun began to set and the canyon walls gathered the sky nearer to them, its evening cool and dark growing from deeps and corners near the river, pushing the light further and higher before sunset’s warm haze disappeared from the highest canyon rim and the starry skies once again descended above us.
We finished our run with gratitude and pride, in the dark, and then returned to the insane logistics of travel. A flight delayed by nearly ten hours on Thursday had pushed our run back by a full day, and now meant we’d need to drive through the night from the Grand Canyon to Las Vegas to catch an early morning flight home to Bozeman.
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[1/3] On Saturday I ran across the Grand Canyon — twice — with three amazing women. We ran from the south rim to the north and back, a route called the Rim to Rim to Rim. 48 miles, 22,000’ of total vertical change, 15 hours. It was the hardest run I’ve ever done, in one of the most incredible places on earth. Humbling. Inspiring. So damn cool.
We set out from the Bright Angel trailhead under starry skies at 4am, descending 5,000’ from the south rim and navigating the trail’s steep drop-offs and creek crossings by headlamp, the fine dust of the trail illuminated by our lamps’ glow, its dry grittiness in our mouths a foretaste of the long day of thirst ahead.
Looking behind us in the dark, what first appeared to be an unfamiliar constellation was actually the headlamps of other runners and hikers on switchbacks high above. (We'd meet many of those people over the coming hours, and the sense of camaraderie with strangers would only grow as each party and individual faced challenges and triumphs in the canyon's depths and heights.)
We crossed the Colorado River at dawn, just as the skies above us began glowing orange and then pale blue. We ran through the narrows, and then through open, vibrant, desert valleys, before climbing high once more— over a mile of vertical — to the north rim. 📸: @verwys
Throwback to 18,000 feet in Mexico. Team Megabig approaches the summit of #picodeorizaba at sunrise in January, 2007.
I find myself surrounded by prairie these days, which I’m trying very hard not to think of as plains. It helps to remember that I have been in high places before to remind me that I will be back again.
There is nothing like the ever-shifting play of sun and shadow on dramatic topography to remind us that the world is made up of so much more than our present circumstance.
This too, whatever this is, shall pass.
Perdoem a nossa ausência por estas bandas mas os últimos dias têm sido tão estranhos e entristecedores que acabámos por nos afastar das redes sociais. Não estamos nada habituados a estar perto de atentados terroristas. Afinal, no nosso jardim à beira-mar plantado, tudo se passa muito pacificamente. Felizmente, estávamos apenas perto e não efetivamente lá.
Foi um atentado horrível e vindo do nada, há dez anos que o Sri Lanka não via uma coisa assim.
Tudo mudou: há recolher obrigatório à noite, militares por todo o lado, escolas, igrejas católicas e estabelecimentos fechados, as redes sociais bloqueadas e, sobretudo, muita tensão. A televisão está sempre a passar as últimas notícias e os avisos para evitar sair de casa são mais que muitos. Ainda hoje foram encontrados uma data de detonadores em Nuwara Eliya e uma bomba rebentou perto de Colombo. É uma tristeza incrível. Não há muitas palavras que possam descrever estas atrocidades.
Esperemos que acabe rápido e que este país lindo e com tão boa gente possa voltar à paz que tão bem lhe assenta. 🙏
🇬🇧 Forgive our recent absence but the last few days have been so weird and sad that we stepped away from social media for a while. We are not used to be near terrorist attacks. After all, in Portugal, everything happens in a peaceful way. Luckily, we were only near the attacks and not actually there.
It was a horrible attack that struck completely without warning. Ten years have passed since the last time Sri Lanka saw such terrible forms of terrorism.
Everything has changed: there’s mandatory curfew during the night, military everywhere, schools, catholic churches and stores are closed, social media is blocked and, above all, there’s a lot of tension. TV keeps broadcasting the latest news and warnings to avoid going outside. Even today there where found a lot of detonators in Nuwara Eliya and another bomb exploded near Colombo. It’s incredibly sad. It is really hard to find the words to describe these atrocities.
We hope this situation ends soon and that this beautiful country can return to the peaceful state its people deserve. 🙏
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