G&G Climbing

Better sleep supports better energy, mood, and health.
Here are a few easy ways to start improving your nights—starting tonight. 👇https://mailchi.mp/graceandgritclimbing/sleep-is-not-a-luxury

I miss getting up early.
I miss working out before the sun is up.
I miss long days climbing in the mountains.
I miss my abs.
I miss being strong.
I even miss going to work.

I miss who I was—because I knew her well.
But I’m getting to know a new version of me,
and I’m learning to love her more deeply.

I love waking up next to my baby boy, even if it’s after the sun has risen.
I love holding his warm body close in the quiet hours of the morning.
I love that my body creates the nourishment he needs to grow.
I love that he calls me to rest, reminding me he is more important than any item on my to-do list.

I love that he is changing me—
while I grieve the old me, too.

It’s okay to feel both.
I think it’s beautiful, actually.

For me, this is motherhood. 💙

You don’t need the perfect workout.
You need one you’ll actually do—consistently.
Here’s how to build a routine that works for your life. ⬇️
https://mailchi.mp/graceandgritclimbing/lets-make-exercise-work-for-you

Most people don’t fail because they lack motivation.
They fail because they rely on willpower instead of systems.

Small habits compound into big results—and I break down exactly how to build them in today’s newsletter.
👉 Read more
https://mailchi.mp/graceandgritclimbing/youre-not-failingyour-system-is

40! Wow.

There was definitely a time in my life when that number felt impossibly far away and honestly… it seemed old. But standing here now, I feel anything but old. If anything, I feel more awake, alive, and connected to myself than ever before. I’m genuinely excited for the life ahead of me — and I know my greatest adventures, lessons, and transformations are still unfolding.

I kinda feel like many ages all at the same time.

There’s a part of me that still carries the innocent joy and wonder of a 6-year-old — the girl that loves Disney music, sunrises, and the little wonders of everyday. There’s the confident independence of my twenties, the boldness that pushed me to explore, evolve, try, fail, and try again. There’s the deepening patience, self-awareness, and steadiness that arrived in my thirties — shaped by the work I’ve done on myself, the health journey I’ve been through, and the inner strength that only comes with adversity.

And then there’s a tiny little 95-year-old sage inside me who laughs at the illusion that I ever had anything figured out at all. This part knows that life is much more expansive and mysterious than any plan or expectation I’ve tried to grasp. This part continues to learn to honor my body, trust my intuition, cultivate peace, and let go of the things that don’t support the person I’m becoming.

Forty doesn’t feel old.

It feels like the beginning of a new integration of all my prior years — the curiosity, the fire, the wisdom, the softness, the ambition, the grounding, the courage. It feels like the most authentic, connected, full version of my life yet.

And I’m excited for every bit of it!

It’s Thanksgiving week, and wow—there’s so much to be grateful for. My life is truly blessed, not because it’s free of challenges, but because those challenges have taught me deeper gratitude.

Here we are: my son and I with Curtis, the man who brings joy through random acts of kindness on one of our favorite mountains, Sanitas.

Pay it forward this week. Hold a door. Buy a stranger a coffee. Let someone in a hurry go ahead. You never know what small moment might change someone’s day.

What are you grateful for today?

If you’ve been waiting for the “perfect moment”… read this - https://mailchi.mp/graceandgritclimbing/if-youve-been-waiting-for-the-perfect-moment-read-this

First day back on the wall postpartum — not without its challenges, but wow, it felt so good to have this little piece of me back.

I’ve always loved the feeling of moving on the wall — the connection, the flow. There’s nothing quite like it to me.

While it felt hard, and I felt weak, I also felt alive! ☺️

Whether it’s coming back from injury, career shifts, moving, giving birth, or whatever it is for you — finding your groove again is tough… but it’s also one of the best feelings there is. 🫶💪☺️

I’ve never felt so strong and so weak at the same time.

The comeback- from pregnancy, delivery, raising a newborn... is hard and humbling — but so worth it too.💪✨

Pregnancy and surgery took a lot from me physically. But motherhood has given me NEW purpose, NEW strength, and a love beyond imagination.

A year ago, I was in the best climbing shape of my life. Today, I feel skinny and weak, like my muscles vanished overnight.

But you’ve gotta start somewhere — so here I am. Tiny weights. Big goals. Building back better, stronger, and more confident than ever.

To my fellow mama-letes out there: you’ve got this.
One step at a time 💪

Sometimes I wish they sold patience and grace on Amazon... but since they don't... I'm learning to give them to myself on the daily when it comes to my own physical recovery while caring for this beautiful boy 🫶

It’s 8:30 a.m., and I’m sitting on the couch breastfeeding my baby—for the fourth time already today—looking around at everything half-done…

I took out my morning supplements, turned on the tea kettle to make coffee, and started wiping down the stove… and then my baby started cried.

Before I knew it, I was changing diapers and nursing again—staring back at the open supplements, the boiled water waiting to be poured, and the stove sprayed with cleaner, still waiting to be wiped.

When my husband came downstairs to see the mess, all I could say was,
“I’m sorry… everything’s half done.”

And honestly, that’s how life feels right now—so many things started but unfinished.
Moments of freedom between feeds just long enough to eat, shower, walk, or sleep myself.

It’s hard to even remember what life was like before.
And there’s no going back.

But that’s okay.
We’re finding our new normal.
It’s messy, chaotic, and beautifully imperfect—but it’s ours.

Motherhood is a journey, not a destination.
It’s a bumpy ride, but it's the most rewarding one I've taken. 💙🩵