I got a job!! After 2 very intense interviews I got hired at Providence- which is the same hospital system I interned for, but a different location. I'm still working in the Fitness & Wellness Services department and will be handling the marketing and promotion for the corporate wellness program. It's going to be AWESOME. I even get benefits! How adult of me! Yay!
1. Tour de Fat Denver- the bike parade put on by New Belgium brewery. You pretty much get dressed up in ridiculous costumes, bike around with other weird looking people while getting stared at by confused onlookers, then you eat food, drink beer and enjoy your contribution to the betterment of the world by not driving your car for one day. It's awesome.
Yes, that becon of light is me.
Heading down Broadway in down town Denver!
These are my three bestest friends: Amanda, Julie and Brendan.
2. Downhill Mountain Biking:Weston and I went up to Winter Park, got geared up and then threw ourselves down a mountain. "Don't touch your brakes." Good advice from the kid with no fear no past broken bones. Not good advice for me. That's part of Trestle Bike Park. Beautiful day for pain!
Waiting for the lift to open. Yes, that's a fanny pack. Don't judge.
Resulting Pain.
3. Hiking! I went hiking with Brendan, Weston and Julie and it was AWESOME! I am so glad we didn't try to do 2 or 4 14'ers- coming from sea level was a challenge to say the least. So we hiked up Berthoud Pass and along the ridgeline. It was awesome.Weston, Brendan and Julie! We stopped so my heart wouldn't explode.
At the top. Ok, it's not "the top" but it was the top of something. And it was pretty.
This picture is much better than last years summit picture- where Weston was trying to push me off the cliff.
3. Fort Collins adventures- We went to the breweries, just like old times, went to dinner, hiked around horsetooth and went to a winery.
Enjoying some vino at the winery in Fort Collins.
Amanda looking majestic and wise.
Amanda and Megan at Starry night- just like old times.
Being back in CO is pretty weird. I feel like I never left. I haven't thought about Portland at all, except maybe when someone asks. I wonder if that's a bad sign... Either way I'm excited and so happy to be home but it sort of makes me wonder about life and where it's taking me. I would be lying if I said I wasn't lonely in Portland sometimes. I miss just being able to go out on a Friday night and see 10 people I know. Or to drive somewhere and still know where I am. Or go home and just see my family whenever I want to. Most of my friends in Portland have significant others. Funny how that makes you incredibly aware of your relationship status. I don't even think I can convince myself I truly want a boyfriend, but sometimes it would be nice. I know this Colorado bliss won't last. I know in a month or so I'd realize that most of my best friends have left, that those people I see out on Friday nights aren't really people I want to see, and I would feel like a quitter if I left Portland now. I guess this is just the phase where I'm doubting my direction. Where I'm right up to the ledge and there's really no turning around. I just need to close my eyes and jump and hope I land on my own two feet.
I read a quote the other day: "If we are facing in the right direction, all we have to do is keep on walking"
I'm sitting here, on the eve of my last day of my internship and I am both happy and sad, nervous and excited. I am in quite a precarious position in life. I am closing one very big, important chapter in my life, and am about to start on the next one. I have just finished (as of 3 p.m. on Friday) my college career!! I have a degree!! It was a long journey. I can't believe it's over. It was not exactly a great time in my life, if fact, the darkest and hardest days of my life were during college. The darks ( broken hearts, ending friendships, crappy jobs, family drama) are no doubt overshadowed by the lights (finding my amazing friends, moving to NY and OR, travels, and the never-ending journey to find out who I am). It has been quite a journey and I have learned more about myself than I thought possible. So i sit here, wondering what direction to take, what my next journey will be. The obvious answer would be to find a job, make some money, buy a car, find a nice boy, blah blah blah. There's a certain amount of satisfaction in that. It's the american dream, right? But there's this image in my head that once I start down this path, there's very little possibility of getting off of it. I have so many dreams, so much I want to do, places I want to see- and the 9-to-5 doesn't exactly fit into this vision. 2 weeks vacation is not enough time to swim with sharks in south africa, to climb kilimanjaro, to raft the grand canyon, or see the eiffle tower. Hell, it's not enough time for any one of those. So what's a girl to do? Sell her soul to corporate america, settle down, start investing in stocks? Who knows. For now I am going to live my life, enjoy each day for what it is, maybe eat some cookies and see where life takes me.