friends + feelings

Meandering Dirt Ribbons

Sometimes I have a million + a half words to throw down on a page. Words about the trail or words about my feelings or words of advice or...just words. Other times, I have no words. Or at least I don't have words that make any sense or follow any logical thought process. That is me, right now. I have a lot on my mind, but it doesn't quite make sense yet. (more…)

By Heidi Kumm, ago
friends + feelings

Home; Settling In

Sometimes I sit down at my computer, load up Wordpress + settle in to write about something very specific. Maybe it's a trail story or a race recap [ha, that's been a while] or a "hey, this is what's up" update. Usually, I make a point to leave home then get focused + motivated with a fancy pants latte from my favorite coffee shop [or whatever coffee shop will let me buy caffeine in exchange for internet access]. Lately, I've been writing with a purpose...motivated by experiences or some sort of income. (more…)

By Heidi Kumm, ago
friends + feelings

Currently.

I am currently sitting in an open air home at the kitchen table of strangers wearing nothing by my sandals. Surprisingly [or not?], it doesn't feel weird at all. That's probably because I'm at a "naturalist" camp in the hills of Montenegro + no one is wearing more than their sandals. I've never been the world's biggest fan of clothes + the 80-90+ heat has convinced me these naturalists are onto something! (more…)

By Heidi Kumm, ago
friends + feelings

Cycling Croatia // The Struggle Bus

I am a bit of a stubborn optimist, which leads me to believe in my ability to persevere even when the odds are against me. Because of this fateful personality trait, I considered this cycling trip to Croatia to be just another challenge. I haven't ridden a bike for more than 15 miles in the last...three years? Not to mention, I knew/know little to nothing about bike touring. I went into this the quest to cycle to the coast of Croatia grossly under trained + somewhat under-prepared. (more…)

By Heidi Kumm, ago
friends + feelings

Travel Guilt

It'll hit you when you least expect it. For me, it was as I was driving down a narrow mountain road completely mesmerized by the fresh snow on the mountain peaks towering above, happy. Incredibly happy. The kind of happy that makes your insides feel like a perfectly toasted marshmallow. Everything seems right in the world + I was invincible to the doubts of reality. (more…)

By Heidi Kumm, ago