Running Stories

Come run Spaghetti Trees this year! And enjoy some other Victoria, BC awesomeness!

I can't wait to get back to East Sooke! I had a break from hosting last year but now I'm back and really excited. I love running on the North Shore, but the Spaghetti Trees trails are so different and gorgeous and amazing and I love them and I miss them (we moved to North Van from Victoria in 2011, so now I only run in Victoria for CFA events - but hey, what a good reason to visit!).

Heads-up if you are a man who plans to go for a run and a swim tomorrow and would like a warm shower and a place to change afterwards...

I've got some bad news:  The men's change room/shower at Brocton Oval was vandalized and is closed.  The entire men's side of the facility is still boarded-up.  

The spirit of potlatch will be celebrated on New Years day 2013.  Those of the running clan unite!  

No, I am not planning to run naked for the next 90 days...

Something has to budge.  I refuse to acknowledge that the wear and tear of 105 ultramarathons is why my knees hurt.  It has to be my shoes.  It looks like the one extreme of running barefoot has moved far enough toward the other extreme of running in climbing boots for me to try something a bit different.

"Natural running" is the term that is gaining ground on "barefoot running".  This mostly because "natural running" accepts that shoes are not our enemies.  

Triathlon first leg:  10 starters
Saturday 10 November 2012
 

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Registration for 2013 Club membership is open and I thought it might help some people to decide whether joining might be for them if I share some of my experiences after approximately one year of membership.

Up until a year ago I was checking out the website on and of for a little while and I was going through a bit of a funk in my running and exercising routine. In November I finally made the decision to join Club Fat Ass. I wasn't sure how it would go since I knew none of the members and I joined alone.

I know it's tough to embrace the rainy days after 3 gorgeous month of almost nothing but sunshine. For all I know we had the driest August and Semptember on record.

So here are a few thoughts that hopefully will help you drag your tired self out of bed and head out when you can hear the pitter patter of raindrops outside the house.

Since I first became aware of Mount Hanover, it has loomed large as peak I had to stand on top of.