I read about the first 29029 in Vermont, and it was immediately on my radar. Early in 2018, I caught the news that the team was launching a new Utah event. I'll never forget it, we were on Easter Break in Toronto, I saw the announcement, and I couldn't get it out of my head. I laid awake at night thinking about it—1 o'clock, 2 o'clock, 3 o'clock, picturing myself on the mountain.
That was a good indication there was something special about this event, and I felt an immediate connection. And after a few restless nights, I signed up.
The whole experience looked so cool. It was like nothing I had ever done or had ever thought of doing. At the time, I was dealing with depression, anxiety, and a sense of dread of how life was playing out. I didn't love who I was as a person and was looking for something big to do, something to set my mind on, to get out of being comfortable.
I was looking for something that would force me to train, have a goal, and work towards it. So I felt that pull, but it also seemed like something so far out of reach that I wanted to try and see if I could do it.