Adventures on the Voodoo, (pretty sweet trail name) Mr.Zig Zag and more at Huffman Park in Dayton. If you’re a starting mountain biker this. is. the. place. Bike rentals are available on Saturdays, and there are options for beginner to advanced trails that can make you feel like a badass with however many challenges (bruises) that you choose. Truly an awesome time. #mountainbike#bike#adventures#ohioadventures#dayton#outside#meetmeoutdoors#adventureon
The Wegerzyn Gardens in Dayton is a great place to take kids and also if you like seeing Flowers/Botanical Gardens! (maybe it relaxes you!🙂). We had fun exploring the gardens a while back...and Logan (@logan_ramnath) didn't want to leave!. We'll definitely be back sometime!. On a side note: This is a Wishing well. We didn't have any coins for Logan when he asked. Then all of a sudden, a guy that was closeby heard us tell Logan that we didn't have any coins, so he walked over and took a coin out of his pocket and let Logan have it so he can make a wish!.
So, Thank you to that guy!. It made Logan's day!. @collectingadventurescommunity #collectingadventurescommunity @wegerzyngardens @the_rambling_ramnaths #collectingadventures#collectadventures#wegerzyngardens#botanical#Dayton#ohio @ohio.findithere
Today, we suggest taking on a personal challenge. Whatever that means to you, whether it’s running for 5 minutes or getting an extra serving of veggies, giving yourself a challenge takes you out of your comfort zone. That’s where all the magic happens. ✨|📸: @hannahbronfman #livethenekterlife
It seems I've entered yet another depressive episode. Meh. So, I practiced alone in studio this morning and found myself sobbing through my practice. Changes are happening and suddenly I feel isolated while surrounded by people. I worried my feelings were due to the silly nature of feeling left out by other people in the community. Feelings of watching other tribes form while I desperately try to find my own. But as I set my intention and dug deeper into my practice, I found my depression is due to fear. Genuine fear. For the last four years, I've spent my days from sun up to sun down caring for children. Children of my own and those of others. But in 12 shorts days, a transition will fall into my lap... an enormous one. All of these children will enter some form of school, whether it be for the entire day, half day, all week or just four days a week.... and here I'll be... alone... with a giant bucket list of items I've created over the last four years, no motivation to actually do them, and a saddened soul. Summer is quickly coming to an end and these little laughs, tantrums, smiles, cries... these tiny people that always fucking need something will venture off into the big, real world. I'm proud of them and I'm happy to see them grow... But what now?🤷
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