A 10-hour drive led us to Pigeon Forge, TN for a week. A week spent in the mountains enjoying 10U baseball tournaments and most importantly, family. It was my first time visiting the Smoky Mountain Range and it was everything I thought it would be. Majestic. Vast. Ethereal. A beautiful reminder that I need more of this. It took a little bit out of me when we had to load up the vehicle and head back home. Because I couldn’t think of a place back home where I could briskly walk with such a deep incline that set my glutes, quads, and ...
