8:16pm: From the summit of Lower Wolf Jaw, I watched the glowing red sphere of evening sun sink behind the far away High Peaks of the Adirondacks. Since the sun had started its descent, my spirits had followed. To be out by dusk, I had timed our hike around a 17-hour finish, but it was … Continue reading In Training: The Great Range Traverse
A number of years ago, as I drove back to Ottawa after an interview in Hamilton, I ducked across the border and into the Adirondacks. I was getting ready to say goodbye to life in the capital city (a place I’d called home for the past three years) and knew I couldn’t do so without … Continue reading Adirondacks, Revisited
I awoke at 6:45am this past Sunday in Killington, Vermont, on the morning of the 145 km Farm to Fork gran fondo. Groggy and sleep deprived, it took a moment to remember where I was and what had brought me there. After 15 blissful seconds of ignorance, the recognizable feeling of dread sank deeper into … Continue reading The Unforeseen Fortunes: Fondo Edition
Gran Fondo: a one-day, long distance, organized cycling event. I fear I have done it again. It happens at least once a year: I find myself on an event website that inspires an overwhelming surge of excitement. A beautiful trail race course, a crack climbing clinic, a hilly and scenic gran fondo. I immediately picture … Continue reading In a Battle of Dreamers vs. Doers, Who Wins?
I remember a long summer afternoon when, as a young girl, I sat amongst long blades of grass while plucking the petals off of those common little white flowers. With the first between my fingers: ‘he loves me.’ The second: ‘he loves me not.’ With childhood innocence, I placed all my hope that as the last … Continue reading Chained by Daisies: My First Year Outdoor Climbing
While meandering through the southwest United States last spring, I drove off from a lookout in awe of (once again) middle-of-nowhere-Utah’s raw and utter beauty. Distracted by the landscape, my bag of beloved belongings remained, abandoned at the side of the road. The item itself was $11.00 from Mountain Equipment Coop - I wasn’t overly … Continue reading The Desert and The Dharma Bums
Last night I attended my first yoga class after a long and heartfelt absence. After moving through a couple of postures, it didn’t take much to notice that both the physical and mental strength I had built by attending regular classes had dissipated - much like the breath of those long restorative exhales. Early on … Continue reading Good Intentions
A friend and I aim to do an adventure each fall. For 2017, we decided to up the ante and find a destination trail race. I succumbed to finding one with a variety of distances: 100+ km for her (yes, such a badass); 25 km or less for me. I had finished a half marathon … Continue reading A Newbie’s Guide to Ultra Registration
"Those who are motivated only by desire for the fruits of action are miserable, for they are constantly anxious about the results of what they do." From: The Bhagavad Gita At 7:27 am one recent Saturday, my training partner and I milled amongst a crowd of eager runners, all waiting for the 7:30 signal to … Continue reading Race Day + Detachment = Win + Win
You live, you learn. / You love, you learn. / You cry, you learn. You lose, you learn. / You bleed, you learn. / You scream, you learn. When Alanis sat down to write those lyrics, she must have just finished a stint in Indian Creek. They are way too accurate. Our trio drove North … Continue reading Indian Creek, BSc.
Hello again, You may not remember me. We met in April of last year, almost a year to the day exactly. I will sheepishly admit that I have yearned to be reunited every single day since we parted ways. Your beautiful features. Your tangible energy. The way you light up as the sun sets. These … Continue reading Pilot: A Love Letter