This is the final post in a three-part series on getting outdoors with babies and toddlers. We’ve already talked about expectations and planning. Today, I will share tips specific to camping. Let’s get right to it!
Get a bigger tent. I know, your two-man MSR Hubba Hubba has seen you through many adventures and you hate to “retire” it. But trust me… Sleeping face-to-face with your toddler while she does baby acrobatics is going to drive you bonkers. At my urging, we broke down and bought a Kingdom 8 from REI. It has changed our camping lives! The two rooms are perfect for separating you from the kiddos. Now everyone gets a better night sleep.
Bring the potty with you. One major problem with heading outdoors with toddlers is their incessant need to go to the bathroom. Problem solved, thanks to the Potette Plus travel potty. This potty seat not only folds into a squatty-potty for the ground, but can also fold out for use on regular toilets. Just bring a few of those doggie poo bags and you are all set! Our toddler uses this outdoors all the time… At the climbing wall, on the trail, or whenever nature calls.
Bring a nap tent. Yes, you heard me right. We have two of these amazing Pea Pod nap tents and they are by far one of our top outdoor essentials. We use them everywhere in leu of a traditional pack-n-play. They pop-up instantly, weigh next to nothing, provide a shaded place to sleep and fold up easily when you are done. Both our toddler and our newborn can nap anywhere in these. We bring them out to festivals, on climbing excursions and camping trips. We set them up inside our tent for overnight sleeping too.
Pick the most remote campingsite, preferably with shade. This will spare you a lot of grief when trying to get your little one to sleep at their usual bedtime. Noise from other campsites and cars can be very distracting for kids. Try bringing a portable sound machine to help lull them to sleep. We love this one by myBaby. We have two that we use in the kid sleeping “room” of our tent. Works wonders! Best part: They run on AAA batteries and last for several weeks of all night use.
Expect more night waking. In our experience, our children wake up a bit more during the night while camping. Who can blame them? I usually don’t sleep that great either. I recommend doing whatever you normally do at home. Do you nurse them back to sleep? Do you let them fuss a little? Just do what you normally do and they will usually settle back down. Here’s my tip: bring coffee! You will probably wake up tired and bitter – Nothing a cup of joe won’t solve! There are plenty of awesome french press style coffee makers made specifically for camping. Crisis averted!
Bring some beers. There is something wonderful about relaxing around the campfire with a cold one, right? Well, after a day of family fun, you are really going to need one! Seriously, relaxing by the fire after the kids go to sleep is a great treat and something we always look forward to. Bonus points if you share some with your neighbors who didn’t even complain when your baby cried for 20 minutes straight last night.
I hope this series encourages you to enjoy the outdoors with your family. I’d love to hear any tips you have learned along your journey. And of course, funny stories are always welcome!
This is part two in a three-part series on getting outdoors with babies and toddlers. In part one, we talked about expectations. Today, I will share tips for planning your outdoor adventure.
Plan trips during temperate seasons. If it’s your first outing with kids in tow, I recommend going during pleasant seasons. I distinctly remember our first dead-of-winter camping trip with our infant. Let’s just say NO ONE slept. We have had equally miserable trips in the sweltering summer heat.
Travel when it’s best for your kids. For some, this might mean driving during nap times and for others it might mean driving through the night or mid-day. Even if you are just doing a day trip, you will need to adjust for your child’s routine. Here’s a tip if your little one is not a car sleeper: rub a little Lavender Essential Oil on her feet to help calm her. Additionally, you can try our homemade fussy baby herbal tea. A teaspoon of this usually work like a charm!
Create a packing list. You definitely don’t want to forget anything, especially critical baby gear. Try compiling your list a week before and add to it as you think of things. I like using Evernote for this purpose. I have one list for day trips and another for overnights. Best part: You only have to create it once.
Don’t forget the baby carrier. Our Ergobaby Performance is a must for every trip outdoors. We love it because it’s so versatile for our infant to ride or sleep in. I like to wear it best on my back for long hikes, but on the front is nice for nursing on the go. It also has a built in head cover that provides shade and head support for napping.
Bring plenty of snacks and water. Nothing makes kids grumpier than being hungry! I’ve found that we usually just graze during our outings. Finger foods that kids can manage on their own are best. Our favorites include: energy bars, trail mix, apples, and oranges. We love using a Munchie Mug for containing messy finger foods on the go. The soft cloth top lets little hands in while keeping food from pouring out. Genius!
Plan realistic adventures. In our first post of the series, we talked about setting expectations based on your family’s age and ability. This point is crucial to having a good time. I suggest offering your spouse some solo time to pursue their goals during your longer excursions. For instance, Caleb loves to run trails, which is not baby-friendly. On most overnight trips, he wakes up early and gets in a nice, long run while I hang back with the kids at camp. During nap time, he might watch the kids while I go on a long walk.
Hike. Hiking is the bread and butter of family outings for us. It’s free, easy and keeps the kids entertained (or asleep, depending on the age). One major bonus is that we get to talk while we hike. Sometimes we are pointing out trees, plants and animals, but mostly it’s a time for Caleb and I to share deep thoughts. You know, the kind that get crowded out of typical dinner conversation when your kids are going bananas. Our favorite pack is the Osprey Poco Premium. It carries our toddler, Platypus Water Bladder, snacks and climbing gear effortlessly. We use this baby weekly! Best part: Our toddler loves riding in it.
Go with other families. I always love outings that include other families because all the kids play together and have more fun. We especially love climbing with other families so we can swap watching the kids so everyone gets a turn up on the wall. It’s also easier to laugh-off the inevitable toddler meltdown with someone who has been there.
Stay tuned for our next post on camping. We will go over the nitty-gritty of camping with kids, including tips and gear recommendations. Now it’s your turn! Got any good experiences getting outdoors with your little ones? Share them in the comments section!
Welcome to the first post in a three-part series on getting outdoors with your babies and toddlers. We are an outdoorsy family who especially love rock climbing and camping with our little ones (Abigail, 2 years and Joshua, 4 months). In this series, we will talk about expectations, planning your adventure, and camping. Our hope is that you find encouragement to enjoy nature with your kiddos, with the least stress possible. Let’s jump right in!
The first thing I encourage you to consider is your expectations. Getting outdoors with your kids will likely look different than it did when it was just you and your best buds. I think everyone knows this, but we often forget to take the time to reevaluate our expectations. You can best do this together with your spouse or a friend. Talk it through. Maybe make a list of the things that you feel “make” a great camping trip or climbing adventure. Perhaps a perfect hiking trip for you includes getting X amount of miles in or exploring a certain trail. Maybe it’s not a day of climbing unless you get in 10 or more routes… You get the idea.
Once you have a clear and honest picture of what “perfect” is for you, then brainstorm what reality might be like, considering your family’s ages and abilities. Perhaps you can hike that certain trail you’ve always wanted to explore, but only for a few miles. Maybe you can realistically climb 5 routes, plus a little solo bouldering while the kids nap. Whatever you decide, start with LOW expectations. Nothing kills a fun family outing like frustration and disappointment.
Even better than setting realistic expectations is setting a less-structured intention. For example, our intention for most outings is to enjoy each other’s company while enjoying God’s creation. Simple. Doable! No matter if it rains or the baby cries, we can still realize this intention. Here are some other intentions to consider:
My biggest advice here is keep a positive attitude. You will have frustrating moments when you are trying to organize outdoor family fun. It is inevitable. Kids pick up on negativity and if you lose your cool, they are going to also. Try to laugh off the little hiccups and let the great expanse of the outdoors give you room to breathe. Breathe. Next year, you will likely not remember the tantrums or the spit-up that ran down your back. You will remember the laughs, smiles and feeling of accomplishment that you made through another adventure together. That’s what it’s really all about.
Stay tuned for our next post on planning your outdoor adventure. We will go over planning essentials, including tips and gear recommendations. Now it’s your turn! What changes or challenges have you seen in your family outings? Share them in the comments section!
This is our favorite herbal remedy for occasional fussiness and gas. Our first child was very fussy as an infant, especially when it came close to bedtime. We made up this recipe from herbs we knew were calming. To our surprise, it really helped!
I’m not really the measuring type, so I just used about a spoonful of each of these herbs:
I recommend the Bulk Herb Store for buying herbs online.
Bring 3 cups of purified water to a boil. Remove from heat. Add a spoonful of each herb listed above and let steep five minutes. Strain off the herbs using a mesh strainer as you pour the liquid into a sealable glass jar. Add a little stevia to taste to take away any bitterness. Refrigerate.
Use a medicine dropper to dispense about a 1/2 teaspoon at a time until your baby begins to mellow (no more than 2 teaspoons total). The tea should stay good in the refrigerator for about a week. I recommend pouring the tea into an ice cube tray to freeze small into small batches, so it will last longer.
My friend John Ryan recently inspired me to run my first 100 mile race. Ever since running part of the Wasatch 100 course during Outdoor Retailer in 2012 I have been inspired to run a mountain ultra. I thought about running one this year, but the birth of my son, Joshua, was too close to race day.
So, I have essentially been delaying running my first 100 miler. I wasn’t even planning on running one in 2015. I simply stopped thinking about it, and thought it would be one of those things I do one day when the inspiration hits again. Well, a couple weeks ago I was climbing with John Ryan on the Greennbelt and he mentioned how he was planning on creating a documentary called Chasing 100, and as part of the film he would run the Leadville Trail 100 himself.
My very first thought was, AWESOME can I be your pacer? By the end of the day my gears were churning even more and I thought that pacing John Ryan during Leadville would be a great training run for a race like Wasatch 100. It would give me training at high altitude and allow me to help a fellow runner get to the finish line. I have always found the duties of a pacer intriguing and something I have wanted to do. Essentially the job of the pacer is to encourage the runner, make sure they are getting enough food and water, and keep their butt moving. For some runners a pacer is essential for finishing a race, especially difficult mountain races like Leadville and Wasatch 100.
I’m excited about John Ryans’ documentary too. The sport of ultra running continues to grow. When the Leadville 100 first started there was only about 25 participants, but this past year nearly 1,000 runners attempted the race. When most people hear you are going to run 100 miles they think you are crazy. Crazy just might be an accurate word to describe ultra runners, but many people are starting to realize that running that distance is something humans are fully capable of – the book Born to Run talks about this a lot.
But even myself, somebody who has run two 50 mile races and two 50k races thinks 100 miles is a bit crazy of a distance, but what can I say? The mountains inspire me, and as John Muir says, “The mountains are calling and I must go.” Ever since I was a child the mountains have drawn me in. It started with family camping trips to Colorado, escalated to backpacking, then rock climbing, and now ultra running. Im looking forward to pushing myself to see just how far I can go. My next ultra will be Bandera 100k; a grueling 62 mile race in the Central Texas Hill Country. The race description says, “A trail of rugged & brutal beauty where everything cuts, stings, or bites.”
Ultimately what it came down to was just saying why the heck not. If not today then when? JR’s decision to run a 100 in a sense kicked my butt into gear and made me want to help him explore this crazy sport of ultra running even more. What drives people to run insane distances? Is there any similarities, or does everybody have a different reason?
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If it weren’t for my father, I wouldn’t have the love and appreciation for the outdoors I have today. Growing up, we spent many weekends camping, hunting, and fishing: and once a year we would take a trip to the mountains – usually Colorado.
My love for the outdoors only grew once I graduated from college and had more free time and disposable income to fund my own explorations of the mountains. I spent a good 10+ years of my life relentlessly pursuing time in the mountains. My love of climbing especially grew and, now that I’m a father, it’s something I hope I will be able to share with my children.
I’m a firm believer in the “start them young” mindset. We brought Abby on her first camping trip when she was only four months old. We have been bringing her to the crag just as early. We are starting her so young that she will never remember her first camping trip or first rock climbing experience. The same will be true with my son Joshua as well.
This past weekend was Abby’s first attempt at roped climbing. Although she has geeked-out over simple things, like climbing an angled rock retaining wall, she was a little bit freaked out over being in a harness. She didn’t really want to climb once we put her on the wall, but she did enjoy swinging around about 8 feet off the ground.
As we continue our family climbing adventures I’m sure my daughter will eventually get her first send, and it will be way earlier than I got my first climb in. She has already been to the popular climbing destination Horseshoe Canyon Ranch more times than some seasoned climbers I know.
The outdoors are going to largely be a formative part of my children’s upbringing. My hope is they learn to enjoy, and respect nature, all while seeing the Creator through the beautiful things they see and experience. I also hope that the outdoors will inspire creativity in them, and that they will enjoy quality conversations and time outside, rather than wasting way in front of a television or video game.
It has been a long time since I have blogged here, and a lot has happened since I was actively blogging. I got married, moved from Denton to Austin, had a couple of children, took up up ultra running, all while starting and running a business. The past four years of my life have been quite the amazing journey.
I have been doing a bit of blogging over at my personal blog, which is mostly business focused, but I have had this aching desire to return to blogging here. This new chapter in my life has given me lots of new information to share, such as how to train for an Ultra Marathon while still giving your family the time they deserve, and how to camp with young kids and infants. My wife will chime in with the occasional blog post as well.
Moving from being a single male, outdoor enthusiast to a married business owner of two kids has caused a pretty big shift in the way I view outdoor activity. Gone are the days of climbing three days a week, establishing new routes, running 4-5 days per week, and eating whatever I want, whenever I want. But, I would venture to say things have changed for the better.
Rather than focus on becoming a hard climber or fast marathon runner I get to teach and inspire my kids about the things I love as well: and do so alongside my beautiful wife. I hope that our life will be an inspiration to many. I feel some people view children as the killer of all things fun and that used to be, but that is not the case. You just have to shift your focus on how you view life a bit.
I really hope I will be able to provide you some practical tips that help you get outdoors and do the things you love, AND teach your children about them in the process.
My original post was five pages long; I thought about posting it, but decided it would likely be best to post the short version. However, If you want to read the full unedited story of my day, you can read it here.
The stage of life I am in right know doesn’t allow for as much climbing as I would like, so whenever I get the opportunity for a long day of multi-pitch climbing I jump on it…or rather climb on it!
This past weekend I had just such an opportunity when I was in Las Vegas for a trade show. I allowed myself an extra day so I could get some climbing in at Red Rocks. I was fortunate enough to be connected With Larry DeAngelo, a local climber who has many FA’s to his name at Red Rocks, and has been climbing out there since 1975.
Larry was quite the character too. Prior to meeting to climb I received an email from him stating that he assumed I had been given all the appropriate warnings about climbing with him from Kevin, the friend who had connected us. I didn’t think much of it, but was pretty sure Larry was a solid climber with a taste for adventure.
When I met Larry at the trailhead he announced to me that we would be climbing on a 1980’s trad rack. I had no issues with this, as I had climbed with guys in the Texas Mountaineers that had gear this old. Another proclamation he made was that I was going to have a story to tell after our climb.
As we hiked off to the base of the climb the sun had still not come up but there was just enough light in the sky from the moon and stars that we didn’t need headlamps. Larry lead the way, and as we began hiking I noticed his pack was smaller than mine, which was strange considering he was carrying the gear. I knew at this point his ENTIRE rack was from 1980, not just a few pieces. The only food he brought was a plastic bag full of Peanut M&M’s and a 16oz bottle of water.
Once we got to the base of the climb we began gearing up and getting ready for the first of many pitches. Out of his pack Larry pulled out an orange Black Diamond harness that looked like it was 20 years old, and probably was. He stated that this was his concession over the swami belt, and proceeded with a rant about harnesses being for hanging and swami belts being for climbing.
The trad rack he pulled from his pack was about ¼ the size of what I would normally carry on a route. It consisted of 2 cams, a small set of wire nuts, a large hex, and a few dolt hexes, and a piece of gear I had never seen before that was basically a large metal T shape. I think there might have been a total of 10 pieces of gear in his entire rack, which covered a very narrow range, in terms of size. He even had a piton on the rack!
I knew before we left the parking lot it was going to be an interesting day, and this just confirmed it even more. We alternated leads on the first four pitches of the climb, with Larry taking the first lead. The belay he built on the first pitch left a lot to be desired in terms of comfort. He had simply wrapped a sling around a tree and was belaying off his 20 year old harness. Thankfully the climb we had chosen for the day was never harder than 5.6. The “don’t fall” mentality the leader always has to carry with him was just as true for the person following with Larry.
The 12 pitches or so of climbing went pretty fast, especially since Larry lead most of them. They all went about the same too….Larry would climb the 150ft+ pitch and only place a couple pieces of gear (a few more at on one pitch where he got nervous) then reach a belay ledge and sling a tree, and belay me up by his harness. I was even given a “hip belay” on one of the earlier pitches I lead, and on the crux move.
I would have lead more pitches myself, but I didn’t have a high enough comfort level placing mostly passive gear, and having very few options of what to place on top of that. We were also only using 50m twin ropes on a climb that required 60m ropes for some pitches, but we ended up only having to simul-climb on the fifth pitch. Once we ran out of rope, I had to climb up about 20 feet before Larry reached the belay ledge and was able to put me on belay.
The entire climb was about 12 pitches, which we finished in about 6 hours, but the climb was far from over. Since Larry considered rappelling back down the rock “retreating” we hiked off the back side of the mountain, which took an additional 5 hours, making our entire day a full 12+ hour day.
We were also far from done with the climbing. The hike out involved lots of 4th and 5th class scrambling, even over some short sections that I thought should have been roped. The walk off the backside incidentally involved several rappels, just not as many as going off the front side of the mountain. Oh, and not to mention what seemed like 40mph gusts of wind that nearly blew us over.
After lots of scrambling, rappelling, down scrambling and boulder hoping we arrived back at the main trail head and hiked back to the car. The hike back to the car seemed to take forever. I could see cars headlights going by on the road. They seemed MILES away, when in fact they were probably only about a mile away, but that portion of the hike seemed to take forever.
The long day was just the adventure I needed. It was refreshing being outside in creation, enjoying the mountains. I can’t wait for the day my kids are old enough to bring them out for adventures like this. Only difference will be is that I will bring a 60m rope, a new harness, a FULL trad rack, and will create belay stations with 3 pieces of gear in them. But even to my kids I will probably be a modern day Larry.
This is the second time I have run this race…third time I have run at Colorado Bend, yet I still managed to forget just how technical and rocky this course is, and I also managed to forget that it has quite a bit of elevation gain. This year’s race had even more elevation gain due to a portion of the course being changed.
I went into the race undertrained, yet feeling confident. I have now been trail running for over a year, and I felt stronger despite having trained less than last year. I still felt confident I could beat my time from last year, especially considering I took a couple falls along the course. Many of my training runs this summer have had a sub 12 minute mile, even my longer runs were good compared to last year, but I also wasn’t running as far. The furthest I had run prior to the race was 16 miles, and that was during Hell’s Hills a few months ago.
The 30K race started at 7:15 pm, which gave me about 1.5 hours of running in the daylight. I made it about 7 miles into the course before the lights went out and the headlamp came on. But, the first 3 miles to the first aid station were a little fast for me (yet slower than last years race). I ran with Ben Morgan and kept up with him until about .5 miles to the first aid station.
There was a lot of elevation gain to the first aid station, and it was pretty warm, and most of my training runs weren’t in the late evening when the sun was the hottest. After reaching the first aid station I decided to fill my hydration bladder with Scratch to help ensure I was getting enough electrolytes and sugar. I also took a few salt caps and at a bit of food on my way out. I didn’t spend much time walking before I was back to a run.
In the previous year I alternated a run/walk for most of the race. This year I decided to be a little conservative with my speed but to always run except when I hit the aid stations or ate food. This proved to be very effective because I never felt tired, famished or winded after the sun went down. It was definitely cooler during the night, which made for an easier run.
After the second aid station I decided to take the next section a little bit easier since I knew there was a long uphill section immediately after. The previous year I ran most of this hill, but I again decided to be a bit more conservative and ended up walking at least half the hill while eating, consuming more water and taking more salt tabs. My goal was to conserve some energy so I could run faster on the upcoming flats (which were a lot shorter this year due to the course change).
What I didn’t know was just how big the upcoming hill was to the last aid station. I overheard another runner saying she heard there was a big hill coming up to the aid station. Undeterred I plugged along until I got to the hill. I ran up a good portion of the hill before deciding to slow down a bit due to cramping. I also thought it would be good to conserve some energy so I could run the last downhill section fast.
But as I continued trekking up the hill it just never stopped, so I began incorporating a bit of running in, then I would hear a car drive by through the woods, or hear people talking, so thinking I was close to the next aid station I would walk again. I felt like the hill was never going to end. It was the highest and fastest elevation gain the entire course.
After a quick refill of my hand held water bottle I was off again, running down hill to the finish. My pace was much slower than I was hoping for, the terrain was very technical and difficult to run at night. It was making me really miss the long flat finish of the race from the year before.
Another unfortunate aspect of the last stretch of trail was my headlamp was starting to get extremely dim, which was really annoying because I thought it had a full charge and should have definitely lasted 3 hours with no problems. So I stopped to get my spare batteries from my hydration pack, then realized it was going to be next to impossible to change the batteries in the dark without it taking forever, so I decided to plug on with the dim light, but held it in my hand to better light the path.
The light continued to dim, so I stopped again and brought out the batteries from my pocket. I began to attempt to change them, but was super frustrated and just wanted to finish with a good time, so I threw them back in my pocket and turned on the LED flashlight app on my iPhone. I ran the remaining 1.5 miles while holding my iPhone in my hand. I just kept praying I wouldn’t trip and have the phone go flying out of my hand.
After a frustrating 2.5 miles I finally emerged on the main trail, which was flat to the finish line. I picked up my pace and began a nice run to the finish line, only to be hit with extremely painful cramps about 100 yards from the finishing mat. I was determined to keep running, but the pain stopped me in my tracks, so I began to walk, but with about 50 yards to go I decided I couldn’t let myself walk across that line, so I broke back into a run and crossed the line… painful cramps and all.
I finished with a time of 4:38, a far cry from my 3:45-4 hour goal. Last years finish time was 4:25, but considering I was undertrained and the course was harder this year I will take that finishing time. I was also a bit happier with the time when I saw my goal time of 4 hours would have had me finishing 25th. I also finished higher in the pack percentage-wise this year.
Overall I had a great race. I felt like I had more in me after crossing the line, as opposed to last year, I felt like I had nothing left in the tank. I seriously think I could have handled the 60k this year, all be it a much slower second loop. I am looking forward to a couple of other upcoming races. One is the Dare to Ascent Trail Marathon, and the other is Wild Hare 50k. I’m most excited about getting another Ultra under my belt.
Going into the race last weekend I felt very unprepared, yet highly optimistic. Throughout my training I had taken a two week break due to being sick, so needless to say I didn’t get a lot of running in, and I only got two “long runs” in during my training, and both were 4-6 weeks before the race.
Despite the lack of training and still going into the weekend with a cough, I was super excited and actually fairly confident I could still do well. After all I had run the rugged hills of Cactus Rose. So, I set myself a soft goal of a three-hour finish time.
I forced myself to stay towards the rear of mid-pack at the start, but pretty quickly found myself starting to pass people, then more people, and more. I was having a blast. The weather was cool the scenery was gorgeous. Running up and down the hills through ravines, jumping over logs, and dashing over streams was invigorating. I don’t think anybody could have asked for better weather than morning.
I had never just enjoyed a race that much. I hardly even paid attention to my pace and just ran. I did occasionally look down at my GPS to see how I was doing. I was running about a 12 minute pace, which I was happy with considering how little I had trained.
What I didn’t know until mile 10 though was my GPS was wacked out due to all the switchbacks. Upon passing the 10 mile marker I looked at my GPS again to see it read 8.5 miles. So at that point I knew I was going much faster than 12 minutes per mile. I felt great though and actually sought to quicken the pace.
Throughout this race I had adopted an aid station to aid station mentality. I told myself to run hard to the next aid station, and I did. I would refill my water, take some salt tabs and then begin walking out munching on some food, but as soon as I finished my munchies I was back to running. This was my first trail race that I ran almost the entire race!
The only real problem I encountered was I started experiencing cramps in my calves sometime after mile 10. I managed to run through the pain though and not let myself slow down, at least until I hit mile 13. Around that time the tweaks and spasms were getting worse, at times I would slow down to a fast walk, then tell myself it was all mental and push on, getting back into a run.
I was also motivated by people I could hear behind my on the switchbacks. I was motivated to not get passed in the last two miles. I almost succeeded. I only let one person pass! At this point I also knew my sub three-hour finish time was well within reach (which to my disadvantage cause me to slow down). Had I not had cramping issues I might have even finished a few minutes faster.
Upon crossing the finish line I was elated to see the clock read 2:45 and some change! My official finish time was 2:45:27. My wife and some friends were waiting for me at the finish line to snap a photo as I crossed, but having finished 15 minutes faster than I anticipated they were not ready, so the photo opportunity was missed. Although Enduro Photo actually had an awesome photo of me coming into the finish; I might actually have to splurge and purchase it!
So far this has been my favorite trail race. Although I’m still a rookie to the trail-racing scene, having only done three races. I had planned on doing Hell’s Hill’s last year but was unable to due to an ankle injury I inflicted on myself during a climbing trip. I’m hoping to get to do a few more races this year. They will likely be shorter distances as I don’t have the time to train for any 50 milers, but I’m sure I will eventually run another one.
My wife also ran her first 10k this weekend and did very well for her first race. Who knows, this could end up being a thing we do frequently as a family. And, pretty soon baby Abby will be running the 1 mile with the other kiddos.