For those that don’t know #wycwyc (pronounced wick-wick), is a movement that stands for what you can, when you can. There’s even a book, written by Roni Noone and Carla Birnberg, and every FitBloggin attendee got one in their swag bag!
So, after the conference was over, BC and I decided to stay in Denver for a few extra days (okay, well, obviously we didn’t, y’know, decide that morning, we planned for it). Considering I was doing confrency things for the first few days of our trip, this meant I didn’t really see him for much of Thursday, Friday, and Saturday (although he was allowed to come to Ignite Fitness and see my presentation). Staying a bit longer gave us an opportunity to have a bit of a vacation together once my blogger stuff was done.
Sunday morning we woke up and decided that this was a good day to check out VooDoo Doughnut. I kept seeing FitBloggin friends posting pictures of the delicious looking doughnuts all weekend so was more than happy to try it out.
|I bought an Old Dirty Bastard. Mostly based on the name. Turned out to be
some crazy chocolate, oreo, peanut butter concoction and OMG
We had switched hotels at this point so were slightly further away from the conference folks who went and while I was fine for the first couple days, Sunday morning all of a sudden my body found itself reacting to the higher altitude. That was a rough 2 mile walk, but so worth it, lemme tell you, and a perfect example of the #wycwyc mentality.
Sunday night, BC and I and some friends headed to Red Rocks to see a Widespread Panic show. Now, I knew going in that the actual amphitheatre itself had stairs, so at first I was like this:
But then we got there and I realized there were about 200 steps between me and said amphitheatre so then was like this:
Quickly followed by this:
Holy mother of god. Seriously, that was no joke. Especially when you consider that Red Rocks is 6,400 feet above sea level, too. I mean, for realz, yo.
BUT once I got up there and we were seated and my heart rate started to climb back down, I was totally fine (and, if nothing else, at least I knew it would be all down hill after that!)
The view was phenomenal. Really, there are no words but phenomenal is about as close as I can get right now and I’m so glad I was given an opportunity to visit Red Rocks and especially to see a show. It started raining while we were there and from our seats we were able to watch the storm roll across Denver. I’m talking seeing lightning several miles out and a rainbow over the skyline. It was absolutely breathtaking.
Monday morning we walked to Lucile’s Creole Cafe for breakfast and were chatting with our server about the show and he said once went to a show at Red Rocks where he was closer to the stage and couldn’t see the skyline and view and was actually upset and wished he was higher up!
I think one of my favorite parts of Denver was how walkable it was. The conference hotel was right near the 16th Street Mall, which reminded me of Cleveland’s East 4th Street but much, much longer. It was weird, too, because every time I used the Google Maps on my phone it kept automatically showing walking routes, not driving routes.
Not gonna lie: it’s entirely possible that there will be a time in my future when I will no longer be a Clevelander but a Coloradan instead.
Love from the ashes,