The modern woman. We are told that we can do it all. We can have a career, be an athlete, pursue our passions and have a family. There’s always the next goal to achieve, the next race, the career milestone, the next adventure.
How does someone who was a shy, scrappy kit turn into a strong, confident woman who at fifty-three decides to embark on a year of adventure? Today’s podcast guest, Pam LeBlanc shares her adventurous story.
There is one special picture that I keep on my phone. It’s a picture of my friend and I being silly, our backs turned to the camera, with one hand holding the other’s rump. We had just finished a hike with our boyfriends and decided to take a photo to prove to the internet that it had actually happened. I don’t keep this picture in my phone library because it’s of some magical memory or too cute to delete. I keep it because it’s the first photo I saw of myself and realized how far I had fallen into the abyss of my eating disorder. The picture was taken from directly behind us so there was no hiding the inches separating my toothpick-sized thighs. Where had my thighs gone? Read more “Cori James: Triathlon Gave Me the Power to Overcome an Eating Disorder”
On Tuesday, I (Kathryn), shared a bit more about my cycling accident and how I began to deal with some changing expectations in the middle of a trail running vacation in Bend, Oregon. If you haven’t read that story, go here to get some context for today’s post.
It was not the day I had planned. I was on an amazing trail running vacation with Rogue Expeditions and despite a serious bike accident which resulted in 9 stitches in my knee less than two weeks earlier, I had been able to keep up a very active pace on our trip. Each day I had hiked instead of run and altered my routes to cut down the distance while still experiencing all of the ‘must see’ sites. I had gone from crutches to hiking over 15 miles in 10 days but the physical activity was catching up with my knee that was still on the mend. The previous day I had hiked over 8 miles on the Mckenzie River Trail, scampering down the side of a cliff to jump into 37-degree water and hobbled around town with my fellow adventurers. As a result, my knee was swollen and each step was slow and cautious. Read more “Dealing with Changing Expectations”
We loved DustyScott’s story of breaking out of routine and getting uncomfortable. Some of us like routine and others shun it but we can all agree that routine makes us comfortable. It’s easier to do the same things we always do on a Tuesday instead of breaking out of that routine to try something new.
Sometimes the first step isn’t signing up for an epic event or finding a new adventure.
How do you kill a wolverine? Give it everything it wants. Put it in a large comfortable enclosure with a plush den, all the rodents and caribou steaks it wants, keep the temperature perfect, and wait. It might take a year or two, but it will die. Without the need to hunt, it will not hunt. Without the need to find shelter, it won’t worry about things like digging holes. Soon it will lose interest in those things, actually lose the ability to do those things, and then you’ll have yourself a nice throw rug/conversation piece that started when you posited a theory that life requires a challenge to thrive. Don’t kill a wolverine. They’re hard to catch (and even if you do catch one you will instantly regret it), and they really don’t deserve it.Read more “Dusty Scott – How to Kill a Wolverine”
Growing up, I was never particularly athletic. I never played team sports and I dreaded my school P.E. classes. I was always the slow kid or one of the last ones picked for the team. I felt like in a world of athletes, I just didn’t belong. That also mirrored much of the rest of my life. I grew up with a German mom in a small town in East Tennessee, where being different in a town full of people who’s grandparents had been best friends left me feeling like an outsider. I just wanted to be like everyone else so I hesitated to do things that I couldn’t master. Read more “Kathryn Taylor – My Grit and Dirt Story”