06/01/2026
16 pairs of HOKAs.
Most are running shoes. One is a hiking boot. A few are missing.
Together, they’ve carried Momma Kym through five years of training, three marathons during Mental Health Awareness Month; hiking Mailbox Peak, Mt. San Jacinto, and Na Pali Coast. Countless early mornings, long runs, tears, conversations, and moments of healing.
By our math, that’s 93,930 miles right here on this floor.
That’s enough to circle the globe 3.7 times.
Every mile had a purpose. Some days she ran for fitness. Some days she ran for clarity. Everyday she ran for Tyler.
Running has been her therapy, her prayer, her place to think, remember, grieve, heal, and keep moving forward. Through every step, HOKA never let her down.
These shoes are worn out, stained, and many are ready for retirement—but each pair holds a chapter of a journey that became so much bigger than running.
Here’s to the miles behind her, the miles ahead, and the reminder that no matter what you’re carrying, sometimes the best thing you can do is take the next step. As you do, always remember, !❤️❤️❤️