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...
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...