Memorial Day Madness! Where do I even begin! This weekend was buckets and buckets of fun! My East Coast family members traditionally spend Memorial Day hiking and running around New Hampshire but I've always found myself on the West Coast so this was my first New Hampshire experience.
Because I'm training for the San Francisco Marathon, I had a 15 miler this weekend. Traveling while marathon training is tough because it requires all of my runs to be planned ahead of time (and I'm the worlds laziest planner). I knew I wanted to knock it out first thing Friday morning otherwise it wasn't going to happen. We drove up late Thursday night but I forced myself to get my butt out of bed early Friday morning so I could run before the rest of the family arrived in the afternoon. I was stuffing my face with a bagel and trying to figure out where to run (I had no clue where anything was yet alone where I could safely run 15 miles) when my cousin Carley came downstairs and asked if she could join me for the first few miles. MUSIC TO MY EARS because my service sucked and I had no clue where to go.
We were staying right across the street from the George Washington Hotel and turns out there are all sorts of trails right in the hotel's backyard. I planned to run 4 miles away from the hotel and then run 4 back so I could refill my handheld water bottle before turning around to finish the last 8 miles out on the trails.
I left Carley at the 3 mile mark and around mile 5 I ran into tons of bear tracks. I stopped for a second and had a "Do I keep going?" moment. (I've never had to worry about wildlife during a run before. Crazy New Yorkers, yes. Bears? No.) I decided to run in the opposite direction when my phone rang. It was Carley calling to just remind me what to do should I see a bear. (Insert goosebumps here.) She goes, "So just remember if you happen to see a bear you get really big and make a lot of noise. Just a heads up. Have fun! See you later."
Turns out a car had stopped Carley as she was running back to the house to tell her they'd just seen a bear and to keep her eyes peeled! Thank god she left that part out because I would have HIGH TAILED it back to the house. Luckily I didn't see any bears and was able to fully enjoy being alone in the wild. (I didn't see on person while I was running.) I made a little video of my run so you can run with me!
The rest of the trip was spent hiking, eating and playing every game imaginable but the most fun and traumatizing part was this ----
Because this was my first trip to New Hampshire, my family decided I need to be "initiated." Everyone has jumped off this cliff so all weekend long they told me how terrifying jumping was or how cold the water was. On top of that, no one would do it again! So Sunday after our hike we all made our way over to the cliff so I could prove myself worthy.
When you're up there, it looks like it's a mile down. I was TERRIFIED. But I knew it was one of those things where you just have to jump as soon as quickly as possible because standing on the edge is 10 times worse than actually jumping. I practically ran off the cliff to get it over with.
It's probably a 25-30 foot drop and it's one of those experiences where you expect to hit water, then you don't and you think, "WHY HAVEN'T I HIT WATER YET!?!?!" 5 seconds felt like 30 minutes and then you hit the freezing water and think "OH MY GOD THAT'S COLD!" The water was freezing. It was so cold there was still ice in it!
After I went, we got to watch our littlest members launch themselves off the lower rocks which was equally gratifying. Here's the entire traumatizing experience here.
Next year I'm doing this.
No just kidding, I'm not doing that. But I will totally do it again. Scary as hell but so very fun.
Family is huge to me so being able to get away for a weekend to be with them was really special. We had a really incredible time. We spent the entire weekend laughing.
I hope you all had a wonderful Memorial Day holiday. Until next time, #RunSelfieRepeat.