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The Walk That Restarted Everything

After 14 days off, a simple hike sparks new plans for travel and staying smoke‑free I definitely need some time off after some nights of work that kept me up... Back on the Trail After 14 Days After a two‑week slump, the dog and I finally got out for a proper walk — 4.23 km in 54 minutes. Nothing heroic, nothing dramatic, just steady movement and a reminder that my body still knows how to do this. Most of my heart rate stayed in the easy and aerobic zones, which is exactly what I needed. I always feel better on the days I get my heart rate up, and today was no exception. The dog was thrilled, of course. She doesn’t care about my slumps or my excuses — she just knows when we’re out together, and she’s happy. The Quit‑Smoking Birthday and a Sleep‑Deprived Purchase I’ve been thinking a lot about my quit‑smoking birthday coming up. Last year I celebrated with an Xbox. This year… well, the plan changed in the middle of a sleep‑stupor after a night shift. Instead of heading to the gas statio...
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The Quiet Work of Carrying On

 This season is teaching me a quieter kind of strength: absorbing more than I complain about, moving through uncertainty without letting it own me, and choosing presence over prediction. A Walk, a Weight, and a Winter That Wouldn’t Let Go This morning the dog and I finally broke the spell. We met my dad at 10:15 for a walk — nothing dramatic, nothing heroic, just the three of us moving through the cool air while I hauled a 45‑lb pack on my back. We covered 3.65 km in 45 minutes , settling into a steady 12:16/km pace . Not fast, not slow, just honest. The kind of pace that reminds you your body still knows how to work, even when your mind has been stuck in neutral. Dixie had a blast. She’s been staring out the window all week, waiting for something to happen, waiting for me to get out of my own way. She deserved this one. Maybe I did too. The Weight Behind the Weight I’ve been calling it executive dysfunction — that strange paralysis where you know a walk would help, you know you’d...

Walking Strong: Dixie, Family, and the Online Worlds We Keep Alive

 A day of movement, connection, and carrying forward the pieces of family that still matter. Cold Air, Good Pace, and Keeping Legacies Alive Today had that mix of movement, memory, and small gifts that somehow add up to something bigger. Dixie and I headed out for a walk, pack loaded to 45 lbs, settling into a steady pace that felt strong without pushing too hard. We covered 2.89 km in 35 minutes , and my heart rate stayed in the easy zone for 33 of those minutes —the kind of effort that feels sustainable, almost meditative. Dixie trotted along beside me, curious as ever, and we stopped by the watershed where the pond still held a thin layer of ice. That cold patch of air hit instantly, the kind that reminds you winter isn’t quite done with us yet. Someone decided to join me for the walk, which is always a bonus. Company changes the rhythm in a good way. And I gifted my brother his weighted pack—though he didn’t carry it this time, the gesture still felt right. In return, he ha...

Training Together: How a Few Pounds Change Everything

Two Walks, Two Maps, and a Whole Lot of Weight Today was a double‑hike day for Dixie and me, which is why you’ll see two heart‑rate graphs and two maps in the screenshots. The reason is simple: I went out with a 65‑lb pack for 1.8 km and came back with a 45‑lbs. 1.8 km back home, for a total of 3.6 km hike today. My training status back into maintaining with out dipping back to detraining just stayed in a dip of recovery til i got back in maintaining again.  its my second maintaining training status since my back pain went came and went in October and November. I dropped twenty pounds on the return trip because I gifted my dad two ten‑pound weights. Bone density depends on load and movement, and he’s been wanting to make his walks more effective without making them impossibly long. It felt good to hand those weights over—partly because it helps him, and partly because, selfishly, I’m trying to build up my walking crew. Walking with people is great, but the pace mismatch can be r...

Carrying the Weight, Keeping the Pace

  Short Walks, Heavy Packs, and Showing Up Anyway You’ve been stacking some real momentum, and it shows. Carrying close to 300 lbs between you and the pack, moving at a steady 17‑minute pace, and keeping your heart rate mostly in Zone 2 is no small thing—especially on days when just getting out the door feels like the real workout. Bumping the pack weight by another 35 lbs and still holding form says a lot about where your base fitness is sitting now. These short, heavy walks are becoming their own kind of ritual: a reminder that progress doesn’t always look dramatic, but it does look consistent. Even pausing out front afterward, letting the body settle, becomes part of the rhythm. Dixie trotting along beside you, the quick clip you filmed just to mark that you showed up, and the memory of yesterday’s 65‑lb effort all stack together into something bigger than a single walk. It’s a pattern of choosing to move, even when you’re tense about how much you’ve lifted or how heavy the pac...

Hill Work, Good Company, and a Warm February Day

 A Short Riverside Walk With Joe, a Hill Climb, and a Happy Dog Today’s walk with Joe felt like exactly the kind of small adventure that keeps me moving forward. We met up down by the riverside and decided to take the hill up and down once—simple, but enough to wake up the legs and lungs. Dixie even got to wear the camera for a moment, and she absolutely loved it. I, on the other hand, spent the whole time imagining it falling off into the coulees, so the camera ended up clipped onto me instead. She didn’t mind; she was too busy enjoying the trail. We covered 1.84 km in 27 minutes while carrying 30 lbs, which is a solid bit of work for a casual outing. The temperature was a comfortable +8°C, one of those mild Alberta days that tricks you into thinking spring is closer than it is. Snow is supposedly coming in two days—classic Alberta—but for now the warmth made the climb feel good. Any elevation is good elevation, and honestly, the healthiest thing we can do is keep choosing stairs...

The Rising Cost of Gaming: Why Today’s Consoles Might Be the Last Affordable Generation

AI Demand Is Reshaping the Console Market The console market is entering one of the most unpredictable periods we’ve seen in years. With memory and CPU prices climbing, largely due to AI companies buying up massive amounts of hardware, the entire industry is feeling the squeeze. Steam has already hinted that their next Steam Machine may be priced out of the market entirely if current component costs continue to rise. It’s a sign of how dramatically the landscape is shifting. At the same time, both Xbox and PlayStation appear to be delaying their next‑generation consoles. These delays aren’t random—they’re tied directly to the rising cost of components and the difficulty of securing enough supply to hit a reasonable launch price. Even Nintendo, traditionally the most affordable of the big three, has raised the price of its upcoming hardware by about $200, and that’s just for the console alone. No bundle, no game included. If these trends continue, the next wave of consoles could easily ...