The first time I ever traveled outside the borders of the USA, I was blindly committed to going to the first piece of land my finger landed on; so I spun a globe and on the first try I was planning a trip to Belize & Guatemala. I had never been so excited to get my first passport, it would be the one item that would be with me on every excursion I traveled, carrying the stamps to prove it. My goal was to get as many stamps as I could over those ten years so I would have to get additional pages...that would prove I was a world traveler.
But it wasn't until my passion for racing triathlons did my borders to this world really start to grow. While most people find connection and common ground with people through food, I found it through fitness. As I started venturing out of the country to more and more races, I found myself meeting some of the most amazing individuals from all corners of this earth. Soon, my international community of fellow triathletes outnumbered my local racing community and it continues to happily grow.
From riding my bike around the F1 track in Abu Dhabi to having the Trek boys waving a flag and sign cheering me on to my fourth summit of Alpe d'Huez in a week, to jumping into the Panama Canal with a girl to only run into her six months later in Italy, trekking gorillas in the mountain jungles of Rwanda; the adventures continue across the globe. I can only imagine what is to come as I continue to travel the world with an open heart and open mind.
But it wasn't until my passion for racing triathlons did my borders to this world really start to grow. While most people find connection and common ground with people through food, I found it through fitness. As I started venturing out of the country to more and more races, I found myself meeting some of the most amazing individuals from all corners of this earth. Soon, my international community of fellow triathletes outnumbered my local racing community and it continues to happily grow.
From riding my bike around the F1 track in Abu Dhabi to having the Trek boys waving a flag and sign cheering me on to my fourth summit of Alpe d'Huez in a week, to jumping into the Panama Canal with a girl to only run into her six months later in Italy, trekking gorillas in the mountain jungles of Rwanda; the adventures continue across the globe. I can only imagine what is to come as I continue to travel the world with an open heart and open mind.
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