Outdoor Running Adventures

Running in northern BC with my dog Kobi


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Dealing with Injuries

Just when things start going well and your ex-injury boyfriend (my heel spur Wolverine) appears to be gone for almost good, what happens?  My best friend and adventure buddy gets injured. Yup, Kobi is injured.

Dealing with Injuries

Kobi enjoying an off-leash moment

This started back in January, but I did what I do with my personal injuries, I deny them and try to “run” them off.  That worked about as well for Kobi as it has for me.  I gave her two weeks rest, but rest meant no long runs.  She was still running off-leash on our morning, afternoon and evening walks which added up to almost 5km a day.  That isn’t really rest is it?

Dealing with Injuies

Me explaining to Kobi she can’t run yet

The limp went away and I tested her out by taking her for a short fat bike ride.  The thing with Kobi is that when she sees the bike or me in running gear, she has to run like she stole something regardless of how slow I’m going.  Of course the limp came back.

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Fat biking with Kobi.

I took her south to see her doctor 4 hours away and spent on x-rays what could have bought me a lot of new gear, like an awful lot of new gear (don’t get me wrong,  I’d spend ten times that on her if I had to).

The good news is there was no evidence of arthritis or joint issues.  The bad news is they don’t have a CT scan so we have to assume it’s some sort of soft tissue injury.  The vet said I had to get serious about resting Kobi. She went so far as saying kennel her, limit the stairs, and no walking off-leash – even to poop!  If Kobi could talk or had a middle finger she would’ve expressed what she thought of that plan.  So we compromised, we go for short walks on a leash down the driveway, she gets to poop off leash, and we try to limit the number of trips up and down the stairs.

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Kobi doesn’t get the leash thing

We’re at day 22 now and I haven’t seen a limp for a while.  This is good.  The plan is to limit her walks for another week and a half and then re-introduce short running stints with a few days off in between.  I’m optimistic this will work and she’ll be right as rain again.

Dealing with Injuries

Kobi hugging her sloth. The sloth is a metaphor.

I feel so much guilt that I haven’t skied or biked or snowshoed since the visit to Kobi’s doctor.  I run at lunch from work so she doesn’t see me leave without her.  On my weekend long runs she does see me and shoots hot, sad daggers of “how could you cheat on me like this” into my heart.  The rest of the time I run on the treadmill or ride my bike trainer while she rests on her princess bed.  I don’t feel as much guilt on those days.

Dealing with Injuries

Play time before I hit the treadmill

I need to name Kobi’s injury.  Any suggestions?  Ever had to deal with a running buddy who gets injured?  Coping suggestions?

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Time Flies

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Hi y’all. I’ve been somewhat absent for a while.  It’s all that gardening, lawn mowing and outside adventuring taking up my time (and watching the Olympics most recently).  Anyway, here are some points to get you up to speed since my last post (Summit Runnit):

  • Drove 1400km south to visit my folks and adventure with Kobi. We paddled, biked, and ran lots. Kobi met her social media boyfriend Cash (@eastcoastlaine on Instagram) and they hiked and played on their first real date.
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Kobi and her boyfriend Cash on an action date

 

  • Bought a fat bike and named him Fat Boy Slim. All my bikes are boys by the way. My tri bike is named Magnum (after the ice cream bar I eat after I ride) and my cyclo-cross is named Marcus. I like naming things. Recall my heel spur has affectionately been named Wolverine.
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That’s Fat Boy Slim in the background and Kobi post mud role

 

 

  • Ran my one and only race of 2016 in early August, The Emperor’s Challenge, in Tumbler Ridge. First time I haven’t actually raced a race, but rather participated. I was so grossly undertrained for this one thanks to Wolverine.  At least I ran it.  I have to say it feels kind of nice not to run so hard that you feel like puking the entire time. I recovered much faster too. Wolverine still joined me as he likes destination runs, but I think our relationship is becoming a bit strained. I’m ready for him to leave, but he’s not. We need counselling.
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It was a very foggy and rainy run up and down a mountain

  • And, Kobi is still awesome and we’re still adventuring lots together.
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This is how Kobi looks after 6 days of adventuring and a 3 hour paddle.  Tired.

There, now you’re up to speed. Now onto recent events, the black bear situation in this neck of the woods is something else this year. Every day for over a month now I have seen 1-2 bears and not while I’m out driving around, but while I’m out walking, running or biking.  I can’t count how many times strangers driving by have stopped to warn me of a bear up ahead.

I’ve run into one big dude a lot.  He scares me. He’s gone so far as snorting and growling at me when I’ve walked by him while he’s lurking in the woods.  Kobi typically smells them first and warns me by getting in her puffy dragon pose and staring at one spot.  She chases them when they come in her yard.

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Too close for comfort.  Kobi hates bears.

 

Another exciting near miss was a few weeks ago.  I rode Fat Boy Slim to the lake and about 2 minutes ahead of me was a sow with 2 cubs.  Kobi picked up the scent and went crazy.  I was oblivious to the potential hazard and didn’t see mama and cubs.  Fortunately there were some folks at the lake who had seen her and were quite concerned about our well-being and how we had made it to the lake in one piece.  They put Kobi in the van and drove her out with their dogs and I rode like a maniac beside their van.

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Splish splash.  We’re happy when we don’t see a bear

I have to say I’m really looking forward to winter. I’m so done with the bears.

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Our mountain run a few weeks ago in Stone Mountain Provincial Park.  A 1.3hour drive from my house.  Jelly?

What are your thoughts on large predators?  Would you still go outside?  Ever adventure too much with your dog?  Do you like my fat bike/tractor? 

Remember we’re on Instagram (@outdoorruning) and Facebook (Kobi the Adventure Dog) if you need a daily dose of Kobi!

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Fun on our last run

 

 


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Summit Run-It

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Group shop seconds before the start.  That’s me and Kobi far right.

We did it! We held our second Summit Run-It on June 5.  This time we advertised, last year we didn’t as we just wanted to test out the idea. This year we had 51 folks participate and about 12 dogs.  Several hiked the route and the rest ran.  The route is uphill for 6km and then you turn around and get to run all the way back downhill.  There are some steeper sections, but they aren’t too long.

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A real mountain man.  He always races in jorts and he’s very fast.

This event is free so you don’t get a race shirt, have catered food or win any prizes. You do get to drive yourself 1.5 hours up the Alaska Highway to the incredibly scenic Stone Mountain Provincial Park.  Water, granola bars and dog treats (for the canines) were available post-race and participants received handmade finishing medals.

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Low budget finishing medals

 

We did have two “aid” stations. We had a park ranger at the mid-point and a volunteer fireman at the turn-around.  These stations only had water for dogs and were primarily there just to provide assistance to participants should it be needed.  The other park ranger and volunteer fireman stayed at the finish line ready for dispatch in the unlikely event of an emergency.  We are in the great white north, so one never knows what one might encounter.

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We also provided free photos of participants taken during the race.

Now onto me, recall I have basically been off running since March with only a few shorter runs completed recently. My intent was to run to the turn-around and then just dawdle along and take photos of the other runners.  I realized early on that one does not sustain running fitness by not running for 3 months.  To avoid vomiting in front of folks, I changed plans and started taking photos much earlier than planned.  I was okay with that.

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Selfie time – aka rest time

I had Kobi in her harness and a bungee leash attached to my waist. This set-up speaks to her inner sled-dog so she pulls very well.  I was worried that her pulling my pathetically out-of-shape butt up a mountain might re-hurt her recently healed foot so she wasn’t on leash for too long.  I can see why folks like canicross.  Man, you can really give’r when you’ve got a dog pulling you.

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Mountain crocodile

Of course Wolverine (aka my heel spur) didn’t want to miss out on the scenery and fresh mountain air so he hung out with me too. On a pain scale of 1-10, I was at a 7 by the finish line.  Just so happens Mavis, our local massage therapist, completed the event and has been working on my foot a bit so she did some post-run work on me.

Let me tell you about Mavis:  she also did this event last year, is close to 80 years old (but looks way younger), still works as a massage therapist, is constantly taking new training in her field, swims three times a week, and hikes like no one’s business.  She is amazing.  She even brought almond cake to share with everyone post-race.

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Mavis the Amazing

It was a good day.  Happy running y’all!

Are you all about the swag or would you dig this kind of event?  Uphill or downhill runner?  Maybe I’ll encourage folks to bring baking next year like Mavis did.  Do you know of someone like Mavis?  Isn’t she the coolest?!  


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Sore Feet

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Howdy everyone.  I know, it’s been a while.  I have tried several times to write a post and I either get 2 sentences or 2 paragraphs in and then just hit delete.  Truth is I’m still bummed and struggling with my return to running and I doubt you want to read a post about what books I’m reading or the toque (that’s winter hat for you all south of the 49th parallel) I’m knitting.  If you do, comment below and I’ll provide some book reviews and knitting patterns.

Turns out, I have stuff to say now, so here goes.  First off, Kobi hurt herself, poor girl.  She was staying at her Godmommas house while I was out of town.  They  went for a walk and Kobi stepped on glass and sliced her toe up pretty good.  I blame the #%@hole who smashed his beer bottle in the woods – I’m sending bad juju to you jerk.

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Injured Kobi face

It was a bad enough cut that she couldn’t walk on it, but because we don’t have a vet in town and I wasn’t home until 2 days later she never went to a vet.  It wouldn’t have been stitchable by then  anyway.  I did talk to my nurse and doctor friend and we agreed that gluing it would be the best option so we glued it.  Kobi also wore a little red santa sock for extra protection, but proceeded to lose the little red santa sock and just the other day she re-found the little red santa sock!  She’s so smart.  She wanted it lost until she didn’t need it anymore then she wanted it found.  My dog is a freakin’ genius.  She is healing up well.  She’ll have a scar, but she’s putting all her weight on it and she should be back running like normal very soon.

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See her santa sock?

Okay, now onto my running woes.  I have been running a teensy bit and hiking a teensy bit.  My foot hurts a lot when I do these things as it seems Wolverine really likes hanging out with me (go here if that made absolutely no sense).  Can’t blame him, I am cool and interesting (and can knit).

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Nice view hey?  One of our teensy hikes.

In my desperation, I went to see a sports doctor in the big city just last week and she said it sounds like it is just plantar fasciitis because of the heel spur  Wolverine.  She didn’t rule out Tarsel Tunnel Syndrome though (recall this post – I am a freakin’ genius).  Anyhoo, she suggested some alternate therapy so I went for it.  Ever heard of prolotherapy?  That’s fancy for dextrose and lidocaine injected where the pain is.  I will say it hurts to have a large needle stabbed into your heel and a bunch of fluid injected into it, but at this stage of the game, it you told me rubbing chipmunk pee on my heel would help, I’d go for it.

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This isn’t prolotherapy, its electrical acupuncture, something else I tried.

I shall provide updates as to whether the prolotherapy seems to help or not.  I did run 2.7km on the treadmill (while Kobi rested on her princess bed) 3 days ago and didn’t suffer excruciating pain afterwards, but my 4km run outside yesterday did cause near excruciating pain.

One final bit of news is that this coming Sunday is my local mountain race.  I’m a bit bummed that I can’t actually run my guts out.  My plan is to hobble up to the top, hang out and take photos of all the other awesome runners and hikers and then either hobble back down or catch a ride with the park ranger.  Kobi will be there and will help with crowd control.  I will for sure post about this amazingly epic event (PS  I’m making handmade medals again).

 

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Kobi is checking out the race route.

Oh, and it snowed the other day – okay that was the final final bit of news.  Happy Global Running Day everyone!

Ever had prolotherapy?  What about electrical acupuncture?  What are your thoughts on these “alternative” treatments?  Wouldn’t you love to run in my mountains?  Your thoughts on snow in May?

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It really snowed on May 28th!

 


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My Foot, Some Biking, and a Surprise Gift

Spring has sprung, meaning we have mud, snow, ice and dust.

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Running is still on hold.  Wolverine (recall my heel spur’s name) is still cranky and because misery loves company, he found a little friend to share his crankiness with.  I’ve had some medial ankle pain for a while and was originally convinced it was nothing until it hurt so bad I could hardly walk.  Thanks to Google, I was convinced I had Tarsel Tunnel Syndrome, which is a compressed nerve which can be very bad and if you Google the surgery, it’s really really bad.

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Just a cool shot of Kobi with her besty Zola.  I walked, they ran.

Because Kobi was due for her vaccines I decided to hit the road and head south (400km) to get ourselves all fixed up, or at least properly diagnosed.  Turns out I don’t have Tarsel Tunnel Syndrome, I have tendonitis.  I think at some level I was wanting to diagnose myself with something horrible in order to be wrong so that a less bad diagnosis would be better.  Does that make any sense?

I have some exercises and hopefully in a few more weeks I can attempt to run again.  Kobi is also all vaccinated up and good to go.  That’s what we call a win win.

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April weather has been typical:  melting snow, mud, then more snow, then more melting snow and more mud.  April likes to embrace all the seasons.  I did manage to squeeze in some biking with Kobi so she could get some decent mileage in.

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She also gets covered in mud, but we’ve got this nifty little travel shower from Kurgo that I can use to rinse her off outside and make her all sparkly clean again.  I just love this product.

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Just attach it to a pop bottle and voila!  Clean dog.  Thank you Kurgo!!

On a really cool note, I received some delicious goodies that came all the way from New York!  The totally cool runner, traveller, blogger A Fasted Paced Life sent me a box full of Pipcorn.  Thank you so much!!  You can read about it here.  It is so good!!  I’ve already polished off a bag – by myself.  If you can get your hands on this stuff by all means buy some!

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Kobi approves!

I hope you’re all having a lovely April and perhaps one day I’ll run again as I’m sure you’re all getting a bit bored with my walking adventures and totally random blog posts.

Standby for the first bear and mosquito sightings!

 


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Rambling into March

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Snow seal

Well, somehow I missed February.  Likely something to do with it being a shorter than usual month, although this year was the leap year or leap day as Kobi and I affectionately call it.

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Happy Leap Day

 

All was going quite well for me running-wise until I forgot how to check my weekly mileage and unknowingly jumped from 32km a week to 42km then to 50km.  The week of 50k was where things went spiralling downhill.  I actually started spiraling at 42, but I didn’t want to acknowledge the pain so I opted to wait until the pain was not going to let itself go unnoticed.

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This is all thanks to that bony hook in my heel.  I think I’m going to name my heel spur.  Maybe we can develop a more cordial relationship if we’re on a first name basis.  “It” was tolerating runs over 10km, but I think “It” prefers 2 days in a row off every 2nd run.  Now I know.  Hopefully this doesn’t take longer than a week to settle down because us runners are an impatient lot.

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One of our rest days

 

Kobi and I did have some great runs through February and were enjoying the balmier temperatures.  I have to admit the snow conditions have been tough, as in very sand-like.  March is only going to be worse as March is that month where all the seasons fight for territory.

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Kobi likes to eat and run

In closing, here are some highlights since I last dropped in:  I had a bone graft and dental implant – now that was a whole new definition of fun, a few sleep-overs with one of Kobi’s besties – Zola the Rhodesian Ridgeback with an overbite featured above and below, and I got my CGI Level 1!  That’s short for Climbing Gym Instructor.  Yup!  That means I can teach y’all to climb at an indoor climbing wall now!   Run-on and climb-on folks!

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Kobi and the amazing Zola

 

How was your February?  Did you leap on leap day?  Help me pick a name for my heel spur, vote on one of these or suggest a new one, choices are:  Captain Hook, Sid, or Wolverine.  That’s all I got.

 

 


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Happy MMXVI

 

Happy New Year everyone!

I am not one to make resolutions and I have set no running goals this year as I’ve found life is quite unpredictable lately so it’s best to just roll with it. I say this mostly because of the bony hook growing out of the middle of my heel.  Nothing like a bone spur to put a damper on one’s running goals.

I am running 3-4 times per week, but I need a day off between runs. I’m working on slowly increasing my mileage each run each week and will see if any particular distance starts giving me more grief than another.  I can live with that.  It’s far better to be running than not running at all.

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Running with friends rocks

 

Kobi and I ran on New Year’s Eve and saw the last sunset of 2015. I did not run New Year’s Day – recall the paragraph above – but did head up the highway to the mountains on January 2.

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Last sunset of 2015 – 4:24PM MST

I felt compelled to do something that scared me to kick off 2016 and landed on doing a solo hike up a mountain. It’s a bit unnerving to be out in the middle of nowhere by yourself with nothing but your wits, a multi-tool and some extra clothing (I also had some butter tarts and chocolate covered almond butter balls for snacks).  There was not one other soul out that day, except for a ptarmigan.

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That’s my soul’s shadow

Kobi lead the way as usual, but I was following along at a pretty good clip. When the first summit finally came into view, the wind also picked up.  Picked up is actually an understatement.  If I used expletives in this blog, there would be several inserted here to describe the wind.  My visions of sharing a butter tart with my dog while enjoying the view (and taking some rad photos) were entirely squashed.

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I had to stay low to the ground so as not to get blown off the mountain

I actually got a little scared at this point and made the executive decision to leave the mountain. Kobi did not object and did what any faster friend would do, hightailed it down the mountain leaving me in the dust – literally.  She did stop periodically to check to make sure I was still following her.  Likely because she can’t drive and needs me to get her back home to her princess bed.

All in all it was an exciting kick-off to 2016 and I’ll probably do something like that again this winter – any excuse to eat butter tarts and chocolate covered almond butter balls (if you want the recipe, just ask).

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Kobi says Happy New Year

Happy 2016 everyone! Do you like to do things that scare you?  How did you kick off 2016? Ever see a ptarmigan (wild chicken that turns white during the winter to help stay camouflaged)?  What’s your go-to high calorie, highest fat possible snack?