My Name Is ... Sharon Pearson

Rock climber, adventurer, grandma

Posted 9/10/18

Destined for Colorado I'm retired — from all sorts of things. Climbing, biking, kayaking and my new granddaughter fill my life. I grew up in Chicago. I came for a vacation when I was 12, and I …

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My Name Is ... Sharon Pearson

Rock climber, adventurer, grandma

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Destined for Colorado

I'm retired — from all sorts of things. Climbing, biking, kayaking and my new granddaughter fill my life.

I grew up in Chicago. I came for a vacation when I was 12, and I stood on the steps of Mary Reed Hall at the University of Denver, and I looked from Pikes Peak to Longs Peak, and decided right there that was where I was going to college. I never applied anywhere else.

Many jobs

I got degrees in history and speech communications. I was a paralegal, then birthing two children, then working for an independent Denver-based toy company. Then I sold industrial plastics, then I sold maps for National Geographic, and finally I was an executive assistant in Littleton — basically a high-priced handmaiden.

Overcoming challenges

The outdoors have been really important in my life. I've rock-climbed in Greece, Thailand and Spain, and done lots of camping in Colorado.

Climbing came to me in a challenging period of my life. I was going through a divorce, I had a difficult foster child, my dad had just died, and my company was being sold. All at the same time. I was 47.

'Keep moving'

A friend of mine took me climbing, and it was the first time I was able to get out of my head and be in the moment. It requires your full attention.

I was terrified of heights. I'd stand at the bottom of the cliffs on Table Mountain and try to convince myself to go up. I've been climbing for more than 20 years now — I just turned 69.

Climbing is a great problem-solving activity. It keeps you fit, too.

Keep moving, because once you stop, it's over.

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