What you have to quit to move forward - The Peakbaggers

What You Have to Quit to Move Forward

At a meditation retreat on New Year’s Eve I was asked, “What are you willing to give up to move forward in your life?” Since then this question has been on mind almost every day in 2016.

To me the idea of removing actions, items, and people from my life seemed counterintuitive. If I wanted more in my life, don’t I just keep adding? When applied to mountaineering, backpacking, and outdoor exploring, the idea of senselessly adding more makes no sense. So why not in life too?

Just like planning for a trip I began to ask myself what I needed and what I didn’t. I’m still asking myself that question and would like to share with you what I’ve learned so far.

To Quit is To Make Room

If I want to add something to my life, I have to take something away. We all have a finite amount of energy. One thing I’ve done is to quit Olympic Weightlifting in order to work more on endurance activities (running, stair climbing, etc.)

Focus on the Inspiring

What inspires you? Is it learning a new skill, perfecting a yoga pose, going on a long walk with a friend? With all of the options out there, why give your attention to something that isn’t inspiring? For 2016 I’ve been trying to say “yes” to only the inspiring things. For me this means more time at the gym and less time on my phone.

Everything Has a Time and Place

What was your last friendship that ended? I’ve had a lot of friendships end and in some way or other, the ending has always sucked. More and more I’m trying to accept that things (like friendships, expeditions, vacations and more) all come to some sort of end – but it doesn’t have to suck. If I stand back and appreciate and honour the effect that a person, place, or thing has had on me, then that experience lives on. I’m trying to stay in the moment and appreciate things while I have time with them.

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I’m still learning how to quit some things and accept others – tweaking my criteria and growing along the way. I expect that as The Peakbaggers moves forward and our expeditions get longer, my life will get more simple and focused.

What about you? How are you trying to move forward in your life? What tips to you have for growing and quitting? Share in the comments below.


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Why I’m Thrilled to Run the Bruce Trail

Blog Post- The Bruce Trail 01.JPGThe first time I saw a map of the Bruce Trail I took a photo of it and it didn’t even fit into the frame.

I thought it was neat, albeit surprisingly long, and covered territory that I’d often driven over or through in my many commutes between my birthplace of London, my new hometown Toronto, and my many adventures across the Southern Ontarian landscape.

All that to say, I wondered why I’d never heard of it.

Last fall I was approached by Aly Bird who pitched an idea to me: a relay run of the entire Bruce Trail by an all-female team. I immediately said yes and, although I’m not an avid runner, I thought this adventure would be a good goal-inside-a-goal to my larger mountaineer training schedule. And so I started furiously searching for information about this infamous trail.

There are many countless things in life that you’ve never heard of because there are many… well… countless things in life. I’d always been fascinated by the outdoors but it wasn’t until I found my true adult self here in Toronto that I’ve begun to explore the green space all around me. I find that when you put your best foot forward with the truest intentions, the places and people you’ve always longed to meet have a really inherent way of making themselves known. So here I was holding a map of the Bruce Trail and trying to wrap my head around how we’d all get from one end to the other in a mere matter of days.

Running the Bruce Trail is just one example of a tangible goal. It’s a big one for me, mostly because it involves running, but it’s also a big one in terms of numbers, heavily reliant on a group of motivated people. Running the Bruce Trail stands as an example of capability, belief, and chance: it challenges the ideas I have of myself and how capable I think I am, it fuels me with the belief that I am not a couch potato despite all those late night pizza-eating binge-tv-watching nights I have to myself, and it forces me to take a chance on myself, the group I’m a part of, and the land that we’ll tread.

As much and as often as I travel, it’s taken me this long to begin to explore the land that is all around me. And in doing so, I must must must must emphasize this:

Canada is friggin’ amazing.

I’ve travelled hours on an overseas flight to get to places I’ve only dreamed of being – ones I read about in textbooks during World History 101 – and I’ve done just as much research on those trips as I have for this one. It’s so important to familiarize yourself with where you’re going because it changes our time and place within it. I am thrilled to explore these 900 kilometers of Southern Ontario. All because of this:

BTregions_2011The Bruce Trail has been around since 1960, the brainchild of 4 dudes who convinced Niagara escarpment landowners and a few surrounding towns to build a connected footpath for public use. Over the next 7 years regional clubs between Niagara and Tobermory were formed and by 1967 the Bruce Trail was officially born. It’s 895 km long, stretching over public and private land as roadside trail and emboldened, hidden pathways… and only 51.4% of it is safe from development.

But here we are, and as a result of people – ordinary people – dedicated to keeping this pathway connected and available for public use, the Bruce Trail has existed in its entirety for 49 years. These people (The Bruce Trail Conservatory) work towards annual acquirement of land so that this trail can maintain in tact for people like us to run it, and for others to walk, stroll, dance, climb, and experience it.

The first part of the trail – Tobermory to Wiarton – is the roughest and most remote but apparently has some of the best cliffside views of Georgian Bay of 10 storey cliffs. From there the trail is marked with white blazes, side trails marked in blue blazes, so we hopefully won’t get lost! It is considered a footpath so no motorized vehicles – even horses – are allowed on the trail, save for the road sides parts. This is to respect not only the landowners but the land itself!

Think about it: in some places, only feet will have tread the land.

There are caves and crevices along the way.

Rattlesnakes and bears. Rattlesnakes. Rattle. Snakes. But don’t worry – apparently their fangs are tiny and they have a very short strike distance. “Stop, listen for the rattle and go back the other way,” a tip from the BT Magazine.

Plants that can blind you. “Putting Poison Ivy to shame, the harmful effects of Giant Hogweed can be severe, including burns, blisters, scarring and even permanent blindness,” explains this pamphlet. Imagine a piece of green so fierce! This plant sounds like a monster!

GIant Hogweed: “The average height of a typical plant ranges between 8-15 feet. It has distinctive umbrella shaped clusters of small white flowers that grow on massive seed heads that can be up to 2 feet across. Its leaves are dark green and coarsely toothed and can be huge, growing upwards of 5 feet wide. Perhaps the most identifying features, apart from the size of this monstrous plant (no other similar plant compares to its size), are the purple blotches or spots that exist on the hollow green bristly stem.”

Warblers and wild flowers!

In spring, the frogs come alive, too. Wood frogs, Spring Peepers and Chrous frogs… Yippee!

I get real excited to hear nature, not just to be in it. But I always think of running as being a quiet sport. It can be independent, charged, emotional, heavy, hard, and hearty but I wouldn’t say it’s quiet – and this always surprises me (especially in winter!!). When I run, I’m a loud breather and deep thinker. I sometimes talk aloud because I was told that if you’re training properly, you should be able to have a conversation while running. I never could and now I can so I just want to talk talk talk! It’s a wonder I think running is quiet because it’s actually so loud.

When I run in nature I expect to hear all the things when, in most cases, I can primarily hear the thump thump of my heart. I guess the difference is that I hear my heart, and then I hear something amazing: I hear wind, and the trees, and my feet against the terrain, and I feel my hands on my face and my hips and, if I’m lucky, I feel so surrounded by wildlife because I see. Beats the honking cars, people on cell phones, the podcast in my ears, and the inherent urge to run the city without getting hit by a car! I’ll take a sleepy rattlesnake over that.


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