What has you feeling on top of the world?
Like nothing could stop you?
This past weekend, I lived that feeling.
On top of the world…
And from my perspective, I WAS on top of the world…
I Had A Goal
I told myself when I turned 30, I would climb Mount Rundle.
Mount Rundle is a steep and angled mountain in Banff, Alberta. The hike up to the summit is 115.2 km at an elevation of 1738m.
Why the hell would I want to climb that mountain…?
Don’t worry, I asked myself that question too.
Mount Rundle was my Grampa’s favourite mountain.
(And no, I didn’t spell that wrong… He preferred it be spelled how it sounds G-R-A-M-P-A.) 😛
He used to hike all over Banff (and, well.. the world), but that was his favourite mountain.
One Christmas after he’d passed, my Grandmother had a photo of that mountain framed and gifted it to my dad.
It’s been in my living room for the last 17 years…
And I told myself…
One Day… I’d Climb That Mountain.
And so… My 30th birthday rolled around on August 5th, 2022…
I went out there…
And made it happen.
And… I did it!
Myself, my boyfriend, and a wonderful group of friends hiked our asses to the top of that mountain!
It took all day – 8 long hours.
My legs were aching.
My feet were sore.
But none of that mattered once we were at the top of the mountain…
I mean… Top of the world!
Nothing beats the feeling of setting a goal and then conquering that goal.
Especially when that goal is deeply personal.
Conquering this goal meant soul fulfillment.
Fulfilling my soul with meaning and…
a killer mountain-top view.