Thelma and Louise 2015
“Hey Volunteer – you want to help out this year”?
Up at 5:00 am and loaded with nothing but a steamy mug of coffee, an over-sized sweat shirt to keep the morning chill away –please drive yourself the required 13 miles down the curvy river road to your location. Soon other volunteers will be showing up to help you load the 1000’s of bags from the runners onto the waiting trucks that will haul them back to town to the next volunteer crew.
Volunteers wipe the sleep from your eyes and get busy helping to park buses
and utility vehicles, or help at the start of the race. Many of you volunteers will be busy the day before setting up the start and finish lines; handing out packets; running unending errands - only to turn around and be back out into the elements
the next morning. Come rain or shine the day is before us!
Volunteers will line the 13 mile course as marshal’s, trackers, water station aids, and even a Tiako drummer group will be available to help encourage the runners to continue the pace. The view along the route is spectacular, and there is personal satisfaction in knowing that there is a river bank location with your name on it after you're done. Now, get yourself a breakfast burrito and coffee at the Volunteer booth - let's get going!
Crossing that finish line is golden!
The finish line is filled with more volunteers happily greeting runners and quickly assessing run times. Runners are herded to aid stations which will help the tired but exuberant finishers. Need a massage? The volunteers got you covered. How about food to replenish those muscles and nurture hammered bones? Volunteers again.
The brew crew has a bubbly beer in the beer garden to help wash down the sweat and tears and ease those victory woes. Don't Judge!
Don’t forget all those folks who are walking the river roadway cleaning up debris, and those who help to tear down after the race. Those on emergency call and the organizers on the radios, to those carrying flags - they know the value of what they do. It's all for the REWARD. The real reward is self-satisfaction in knowing you’ve done something to contribute to a community event! An event that brings prominence to our little piece of property on this small planet called earth. Or better yet, that speck of red dirt called Moab Utah!
Volunteers from every walk of life show up to help. You have teachers, doctors, lawyers, honor society members, brewery folk, youth garden kids, and construction workers, democrats and republicans, and more. Why? Because they can. Because they care. It isn’t one person, but many. Each deserving and caring enough to “show up”. Have fun!
Just show up! Say YES! ..
Best part... the volunteer party!
The Red Rock and Sand Stone cliffs that border Moab Utah offer lots of extra months of fun and activities for the like-minded recreationist. Hiking, jeeping, biking - rock climbing - it's in full swing this time of year. The temps don't dip down until mid to late December. Living the dream? You bet.
There is a glow in the evenings that seems to have a calming effect on the senses here in the valley. You have to live here to appreciate the desert seasons. Not your typical winter, spring, summer, fall. The seasons in Moab are more like winter (really short), then spring, hot spring, summer, hot summer, hot fall, mild fall, and back to short winter. We are still in hot fall. I had roses growing outside my office window one year in January. It's just an amazing desert.
We Moabites do live in a pretty place. Tourists come to visit us regularly and are from all walks of life, rich and poor. Some even know the local dialect "RELAXED".
I'm going to enjoy the fall for a little while this year. The rains will knock the leaves off the mountain brush in a hurry. But in town I plan on kicking back and enjoying the last big hooray of the dog days of summer (mild fall).
For sure there are other things I should be doing - but life only goes around once, so it is good to make the best of it. Nature gazing is one of my favorite hobbies.
With five natural parks in the area and several state parks - there is no limit to the fun one can have here. But for me, sitting on porch, and enjoying the afternoon fall sunset - it's priceless.
How long has it been seen you have felt the Adrenalin pumping through your veins as you landed your first big deal, sold that property, or made the biggest financial score of your life time? What risks do you remember taking? Would you take them again? Would you advise others to take the same risks?
I happened upon a group of young adults this past weekend who were enjoying themselves by swinging off the walking bridge that spans the width of the Colorado River, just outside of Moab Utah. With nothing more than a rope and true grit, each young man took their turn toppling off the side of the bridge holding onto a rope about 8 to 10 feet long. The rope they were swinging from wasn't a bungee cord either, so once their bodies weight hit the end of the rope, their shoulders would have to take the full force of the blow. But the thrill - it'll get yea, and that is what these young adults were after.
But the thrill - it'll get yea.
Risk takers, thrill seekers. As their bodies are swinging in mid-air, there is the additional thrill of knowing you have to let go of the rope and drop your body into the wild and muddy Colorado below you. Then you will need to swim out of the river and hope you don't get caught in an underwater eddie. Then there is the potential that the cops will be called and your mom will have to pick you up at the police department. Putting caution to the wind - you take that risk anyways.
..you take that risk anyways.
Some opportunities in life and in business don't come along very often. Even when they do, we forget to take those risks, and instead favor the easy route - or easy chair. Age refines us, and defines us. We no longer want to jump in feet first without seeing the bottom of the pool. If you want to see whats at the bottom of the pool, that is perfectly fine. It just means you've learned a little along life's highway. A good dose of business savvy has set it's mark upon your life.
You may no longer be that dare devil you were in your early years, or that thrill seeker who just couldn't stop to ask "is thing safe?" But It is still very important to make sure that you never allow yourself to be defined by others. There are still some risks out there for you.
The risks you take now days depend on your level of physical and mental preparedness. We know how fun it is to win, but our journey through life teaches us lessons. Lessons that help us define our own character and balance our daily living. I do have to admit, that if I were years younger I would be joining those very same young men for a dive into the river. I'd be crazy not too!
Let the young be young - even in their 50's, 60's, and beyond.