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 A Warm Day, Yellow Leaves, and a Dog in Goggles Some days just land right where you need them, and today was one of those steady, good ones. Kim and I headed out to take photos of turtles, wandering through the coulee while the leaves showed off their full September yellow. It’s that time of year where the whole valley looks dipped in gold, and even a simple walk feels like a little seasonal reset. I’m still in that maintaining‑training groove—runs with Dixie, walks, work shifts, all keeping me moving. The weight’s something I’ll wrangle soon enough, but for now I’m doing good, staying steady, staying active. The dog was in full sniff‑mode, nose down, tail up, checking every patch of shade we passed like she was inspecting her kingdom. And yes—her new eye goggles made their debut. They’re supposed to tint everything into one colour and keep the wind from tearing up her eyes when she sticks her head out the window. Turns out they also stop her from barking at the vehicle ride, whic...

 Crisp Air, Golden Leaves, and Tail Wags We took advantage of a beautiful autumn afternoon on September 20th for a walking adventure with our black lab in Sunridge Park, Lethbridge. We logged 2.45 km over 55 minutes, burning 302 calories with an average heart rate of 109 bpm. The golden foliage made a stunning backdrop, especially along the paved path and near the pond. The map from Google Fit showed a vibrant track in Sunridge Park, highlighting the different speeds we maintained on our pleasant walk. For more fitness tips and trail suggestions, be sure to check out our latest guide to active living in our city The first hints of autumn always seem to change the whole mood of a walk, and today you really felt it. The leaves at Sunridge Park are just starting to turn, those early splashes of gold and orange that make certain corners look like a little wonderland. Dixie was in her element — tongue out, happy, practically laughing her way down the path. By the time you all got home s...

The streets are quiet, the air is cool, and the path forward is simple: just keep moving. Tonight brought another "Maintaining" status on my watch screen. It’s easy to look at a colored bar on a wearable display and feel like you're stuck in neutral. Since quitting smoking, the old rhythm has felt missing. The peak training statuses and high-productivity runs that used to come naturally seem trapped on the other side of last year's back injury and a heavy season of loss. When you lose an uncle, a grandparent, and a friend all in a single week, the weight doesn't just rest on your mind—it settles deep into your physical body. Lately, my training log looks more like a cycle of recovery and retraining, occasionally landing on a strain or a hold pattern every time I try to push the pace again. But looking at the numbers only tells a fraction of the story. The real metric isn't written in algorithm zones—it's written in momentum. The year before last was a cycl...

    The Rhythm of Late-Night Walks There is a quiet clarity that only comes when the rest of the world has gone to sleep and it’s just the hum of the streetlights guiding the way. Stepping out into the cool night air with a loyal companion on the leash turns an ordinary stroll into a grounding ritual, where the empty asphalt stretches out ahead and the sharp glow of the overhead lamps cuts through the dark. Whether we're pacing along familiar neighborhood curbs or taking a long breather under the night sky, these peaceful evening walks offer a welcome chance to clear the mind, stretch our legs, and soak in the stillness before another busy day begins . Looking at the stats afterward adds its own satisfaction to the night. Covering a quick 1.09 km loop over about 10 minutes, the session ended up being a surprisingly lively interval workout—balancing 4:12 of running with 4:36 of walking, alongside a few brief pauses. Pushing into Zone 3 Aerobic for nearly half the outing and spe...

There is a distinct, uncompromising reality check that comes with turning 40. For years, your body tends to forgive minor mistakes. You can lift a bit awkwardly, skimp on warm-ups, or pull a long shift, and a good night’s sleep usually resets the system. But eventually, the bill comes due. When a lower back injury hits properly, it doesn't just slow you down—it brings everything to an absolute standstill. The "Sock Test" and the Reality of Severe Back Pain You don't truly realize how crucial your lower back is until bending down 45 degrees feels like an impossible task. Anyone who has dealt with acute back pain knows the ultimate metric of disability isn't how much you can lift at the gym—it’s the Sock Test. When an alarm doesn't go off and you need to get moving, but you literally cannot reach your feet to put on your socks or tie your shoes without severe, sharp pain locking up your spine, reality hits hard. Sitting on the edge of the bed waiting an hour for...

  Night Walk Under the Dark Sky Caffeine, Big Dogs, and a Returned Mac Mini Tonight’s walk had that quiet, late‑evening vibe where everything feels a bit slowed down but still alive. Dixie and I met up with Nick around 8:20 PM , stepping out into the dark with just enough light from the street lamps to guide us. I didn’t start the watch right away, so the tracking came in just over 1 km , but the distance wasn’t really the point — it was the company and the night itself. Nick handed me back my Mac mini , the one he tried turning into an online server. It didn’t quite pan out, so now it’s back in my hands, ready for a fresh format and a clean Linux install. Honestly, I don’t mind. There’s something satisfying about wiping a machine and giving it a new purpose. I grabbed Nick an iced coffee as a thank‑you for coming out. We both laughed about drinking caffeine this late — something we normally avoid — but when you’re on time off, the rules bend a little. A bit of cold coffee in the d...