On Sunday Morning I woke up early to watch the USA Hockey team battle against Slovenia at the Olympics. We won...kinda killed it. (Merica'! or something like that.)
I was thinking about how beautiful of a day it was going to be...and then the adventure bug hit me.
I have been having the worst time lately finding my focus....I have felt like such a scatterbrain lately.
I felt maybe my mind needing some new scenery and fresh air.
I got ready in 10 minutes.
Grabbed my camera.
Made a sandwhich.
& left to Boulder.
The morning was bright with a little bit of fog in the sky.
I've never been to Boulder before so I had no idea where I was going, what I was doing, or what I was going to find. Those are the best kind of trips though.
I drove into town, admired the adorable old homes, and found a little outdoor mall.
Since I was there by 9am nothing was open and it was a little dead.
I saw a mountain from a far and thought "I wanna go there!"
I got in my car and just drop toward the mountain.
After driving in the same circle 4 times, ending up going the opposite way multiple times...I finally found the mountain.
Luckily this was a place where you were free to frolic and explore.
& there was some sign that said something about being careful of Coyotes, what to do if you happen to approach one...yada yada yada. (Takes me back to when I ran into one at 2am on a Mexican beach saving baby sea turtles. But that's a different story for another time)
Boulder hippies.
My little boulder mountain adventure was a success, my mind could breathe, and I felt so much better when I got back.
Now if I can find the motivation to get my life together and put away my laundry.
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