Old Boots, New Dirt

Change is never easy. Big or small, it forces you outside of your comfort zone into a world of vulnerability. You’ll find yourself pioneering a path into the unknown while grappling at emotions of fear and excitement. Change is scary at the beginning, messy in the middle and gorgeous at the end. While it may be painful, it teaches us not to focus on fighting the past, but on building the future.

I recently started a new job that I am over the moon excited about. I get to work in the outdoor industry doing what I love: interacting with people on social media and travelling! In the last 3 months, I’ve been to Virginia, Vail and Tahoe, working at events. I’ve spoken with customers that inspire me to more deeply explore the outdoors. I’ve gotten to meet world-class athletes and fangirl over an Instagram photographer. Life is good. Well, mostly…

Bear Creek Trail in Telluride

Bear Creek Trail in Telluride

Before I accepted this job, I spent way too much time in my head, overthinking whether this was the right decision for me. I’d have to move 7 hours away from my family and friends, away from familiarity and routine. I’d be flying 100% solo in a new town with just my dog to keep me company and that scared the crap out of me. I wouldn’t be able to sneak over to Whole Foods for lunch or text a friend to grab BWW after work. I couldn’t run to Target just because or go shopping in a gigantic mall I always got lost in.

For a while, I was stuck in my routine and not ready to leave my comfort zone for a one stop light town that’s biggest store was a Walmart 25 minutes away. Would I fit in? Would I make friends? What would I do on the weekends or after work? Could I play soccer? While all of these seemed like valid questions at the time, they were keeping me from making a decision so I jumped off my mental roller coaster and took a leap of faith; I said yes to this new job and a new small town life.

Old Mine near Ouray, CO

Old Mine near Ouray, CO

As hard as the decision was, I knew my friends and family would understand this was a step I needed to take for me. I would miss everyone so much but we’d figure out ways to meet up and stay in each other’s lives. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity and as scary as it was, I couldn’t say no. So I packed all my stuff up and here I am, almost 4 months later, happy as a clam. I won’t say it’s been easy because it’s been far from that. I’ve missed home more than I can articulate but I’m enjoying making new experiences down here. I have amazing co-workers and friends who are helping me through the transition.

When I get home from work, Bella can hop in the car and 10 minutes later, we’re in the woods hiking. I’m 1.5 hours from Telluride, one of the most gorgeous towns in our state and I’m lucky enough to say Mesa Verde is literally in my backyard. I’m in an outdoorsy persons paradise – mountain biking, hiking, camping, 14ers; it’s all here waiting to be explored.

Hiking Mt. Shavano and Tabaguache with the crew

Hiking Mt. Shavano and Tabaguache with the crew

What this experience has taught me is to say yes to adventure, especially if it scares you. If you don’t push yourself out of your comfort zone, you’ll never know how much you can accomplish. Yes, change is hard and it made me cry so many times, but it has also helped me come closer to the person I want to be and has helped me continue to grow, with a smile on my face at the end of every day. Next time change throws something your way, be scared, be vulnerable, be excited, but most of all, be willing to embrace change and see where it takes you.

I still miss home and all of my friends near and far, so let’s meet up! And if anyone wants to send me a Great Harvest cinnamon roll, I’ll be forever in your debt!

 

 

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