Today marks six years married to Jen and 12 years being together. Damn it’s been good. My life before meeting her seems like a foggy dream that I can’t quite remember. And yet our time together has gone so fast that it feels like it should be measured in months. I still wake up every morning and can’t believe how lucky I am to be with her.
Each year our anniversary weekend has been spent climbing and biking around Zion. This year, because of a scheduling conflict (she’s flying to Canada tomorrow), we had to get in our desert climbing and biking trip a couple weeks early. We did, however, manage to get in one last Crest ride about 12 hours before the snow started to fly, so the tradition of doing something awesome outdoors stays alive.
