A Weekend in Grand Junction, Colorado!

I had the wonderful opportunity to go visit my bestie Cierra Larsen in the beautiful Grand Junction, Colorado. I was so excited to have a little get away, but sad it ended so quickly. I left early from work and drove down on Friday night. I was a little nervous because I have never driven to Colorado, but it was a pretty quick drive. My GPS kept me company as did my music. Before I knew it, I had arrived. It only took me just over 4 hours to arrive there ( I was shocked!).

After I got there Cierra and her roommate Alyssa, took me to a Chinese restaurant, it was quite tasty!After, a quick trip to Walmart to get some things for our run on Saturday made me feel just at home. I swear we spent the entire night talking and catching up (just where we left as, as best friends always do!) The next morning came too early!

We ran in a Superhero 5K around the Colorado Mesa University. Guys I am not a runner at all. I haven't run in a very long time, and I was quite proud of myself for even doing this run. The 3 of us stayed together and finished about 40 minutes after start time (granted we walked for a while), but we all finished!

It seriously was so fun! Even though I wore Batman under ware! We are all superheroes in some way and that day it was me wearing that under ware with a cape ha ha.

Later that day, we drove up the Mesa and hiked Crags Crest. This was seriously the coolest experience! We stared a little late, but it was perfect hiking weather. We started a little after 2 and finished about 5:30 ish. We hiked 6.5 miles of God's beautiful mountains. I knew it would be a long hike, but I didn't realize how high in elevation we would be climbing. Cierra, Alyssa, and I hiked to 11,160 ft! Whew! It was there second time, but my first, and I have never seen anything like this. We were all sore (I still am) by the end but it was lovely. Here are some pics that I was able to capture.

Look how yellow!! It was gorgeous and made me realize how much I love fall!

Of course I had to get a picture with it

These pictures do not give this place justice. Seriously so beautiful. It was breath taking (partially because we were at 11,160 ft)

Feeling on top of the world right here!

You had to stay on the narrowish trail. Where I was standing, on both sides there were drop-off's for thousands of feet. It was so neat, but a little scary. Just after this we started our journey down to the other side of the trail

This is right at the end of the trail. Wow it was hard, challenging, but so so worth it.

Let's just say that night, I crashed and woke up a new person. I miss my bestie already, but this trip was well worth the drive. Thanks for letting me have such a fun sleepover/Colorado experience.

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