The Trip of “First’s”

My heart was racing, hardcore. The Dramamine clearly had not kicked in yet. The people were swarming all over the place, some looking very antsy, some tuned out listening to who knows what kind of music, all the while the kids in the background threw out a “MOM! DAD!” here and there. I was boarding a big jet plane and I couldn’t have been more excited or scared at the same time. The day I had waited several terribly long months for was finally here.

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Eight days in beautiful CO were absolutely the most perfect eight days I could have ever imagined. From the first moment off that plane waiting for half an hour for my lovely friend, Ryan, to a small walk up the mountains in sandals, terribly bad idea, and to the mini freak out session due to a 1% battery life all the while being SO lost I literally thought my life was over, nothing was able to put a damper on my trip.

Breakfast. Pizza. Beer. By far, the top three things consumed. Not mad about any of my food decisions. My trainer, probably has other thoughts…sorry, not sorry.

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People in CO are genuinely rather happy. (I feel that the obvious probably doesn’t have to be stated) Everywhere you go people are active, out to grab a drink or a bite with friends and the conversations are nothing like the boring old news you hear on the radio. People say “Hiiiii, have a nice run” to you as you are running on down the neighborhood street looking far from your best. The Colorado flag is flown with pride, everywhere. People are there because they want to be there.

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I can’t even begin to tell one how many new things I did on this trip. Being on my own during the day I had many hours to explore, talk to people but most of all I was able to enjoy brunch. I could eat brunch food ALL DAY LONG (and pizza…I’ve got a fully belly of it as I type. Whoops.).

The major day of “first’s” happened Saturday. Beginning bright and early, Ryan and I hit the road at 7:30. Two dozen donuts. Iced Coffee. Beer. Gatorade. Water. Protein Bars. The essentials, obviously. First stop, Boulder to tailgate. First time doing so. We just happened to demolish the rest of the clan in beer pong despite the fact that it was so early. Amazing. Next stop, New Belgium Brewery up in Fort Collins. This is basically all I ever wanted to do when planning this trip, really. 90 minute tour and a tasting session. Gahhhh, I could go on all day about it. Best part, besides the slide ride at the end, was the 15 min old Fat Tire that I tasted. I was in heaven. On the road again we went. By this point we are a wee bit exhausted given that it is now mid afternoon. Next stop, the Color Run back in Denver. Not exactly our brightest moment to attend this event, yet so much fun it was. We hated ourselves at the end. Let me rephrase that, our bodies hated us. It was the most perfect day in the whole entire world in the end.

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Traveling to Denver twice in the last five months has made me one happy gal. I could go on and on and on about how much this trip meant to me. But I’ll spare you all my excitement, happiness and love for Denver, the people, the food, the hot spots, its beauty and so much more. One day I will call it home, very soon.

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xoxx,
Nessa

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The Trip of “First’s”

3 weeks ago…

As of 3 weeks ago I was moving to Denver, CO. As of 3 weeks ago I didn’t consume beer on a (daily) basis. As of 3 weeks ago I didn’t have the courage to speak up for what I actually, really wanted. As of 3 weeks ago I didn’t think I would experience the things I have experienced in these past 3 weeks.

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Putting 100 percent into what I do and what I want out of life is something that has always been rather easy for me. Yes, we all have our days and our moments, it’s life. But what blows my mind is that just when you think you have something figured out, a curveball is thrown and it just happens to be the biggest thing ever to impact you. You think you prepare yourself for what is to come next. You think you prepare yourself for what you want. I fully believe and live by the statement that if I want something, I WILL make it happen. So considering that I was moving to CO 3 weeks ago to live that CO lifestyle, to be that adventurous person I have always dreamed of becoming, to be happier doing what I love…things, as you might have guessed, have changed. Just the thought of knowing that I had completed those few steps and made things happen and then all of a sudden I didn’t fully follow through with those plans made me feel like the biggest failure. But what I realized is that actually I was the complete opposite of a failure. Not accepting a higher position within my work, which will only lead me to bigger and better things (so cliché, yet so true) in the future would have been a fail on my part. I can not even begin to tell you how much happier I am, and my fellow co-workers for that matter, that leaving is out of the picture. For the time being…

All good things must come to an end. But not yet, not quite yet. This good thing that I have got going for me is truly what I want and have secretly ever wanted. It’s not until I saw that what I was about to leave is actually what I have always wanted in disguise. Funny how things work out in the end.

So these past 3 weeks I have spent in “celebration” and it is not stopping anytime soon. A celebration of a life realization that, ‘hey you DON’T have to have a plan for everything’. Yes, I literally have no idea what is going to happen next and that is the most fun. Spontaneousness. All. The. Way. Go with the flow.

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Hang with people that make you happy. Be around people that make those crazy adventures, crazy. Spend nights dancing with your fav people to your own beat. (trust me, it’s awesome) Creating moments and living in the moment is what I have learned these past 3 weeks.

Not my typical post, I know, stopping this mushy gushy stuff, pronto! I’ve been so busy in the kitchen, having the time of my life traveling, learning more about people, friendships and relationships than ever these past 3 weeks…none of it will stop anytime soon. I think 24 is quickly becoming my favorite year yet.

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Now back to my regular scheduled program of YouTube videos starring Harry Styles & Luke Hemmings, the dreamy-not-yet-21-year-old-boy-band-babes, it has been FAR too long. Still the same ol’ V over here!

xoxx

3 weeks ago…