The LaHave Islands are Nova Scotia scenery in a nutshell: rocky islands, ocean lapping at their bases; wharves piled high with lobster traps and surrounded by boats; forested roads that suddenly open up to sweeping ocean views; and a serene, 2-kilometer beach finishing (and starting) it all off.
The running scene in the Maritimes has really developed into something fantastic over the last 10 years or so, and I had to ruthlessly cut many races because they either weren’t during the summer or were too far from Fredericton.
Read on for the rest of my list of quirky road races in the Maritimes. After all, running is a lot more fun with a passel of pirates, abundance of aviation, or plain old history to entertain you! Continue reading →
I have never seen better proof of the power of paternal affection than watching my husband pack the car up for our camping trip last week. Gary hates camping. Actually, hate might be too soft. He abhors the idea with every fiber of his being. Years of Army training combined with the reality that bugs of all varieties find him delicious exhausted all his patience for being out in the woods many years before I met him.
But we have a four-year-old, and she really wanted to go camping. (Admittedly, there may have been some coaching by Momma, who believes that camping is an essential childhood experience.) I found Parks Canada’s version of glamping – the oTENTik – online and reserved one at the Cavendish campground, assuring Gary that I didn’t mind taking Amelia myself (which was true).
Having been promised that there were actual beds in the oTENTik, and faced with his daughter’s excitement over the impending camping trip, Gary gamely signed on.
And bought 5 cans of bug spray.
4 days of beachcombing, COWS ice cream, coffee on the peaceful dock overlooking the salt marsh, campfires, and many s’mores later, we were headed home and my husband informed us that he actually enjoyed the trip and would go back! I can’t imagine a more ringing endorsement than that.
If you’re thinking of checking out the oTENTiks in the Prince Edward Island National Park for yourself, read on for answers to the questions we had before we went. Continue reading →
In just over a week, I head to Halifax to check out the Halifax International Airport’s Runway Run! While I get to go out on runways fairly often at work, the safety gurus frown upon using them for a casual jog at lunchtime, so I’m really looking forward to this experience.
I vividly remember my first asthma attack: I was 6 years old, and I honestly thought I was going to suffocate. I was terrified. Luckily, these days I’m able to live without being tethered to my inhaler, but that’s a recent phenomenon and is thanks in part to the advocacy, research, and programs funded by the Lung Association.
I couldn’t run today if it wasn’t for their work.
I’ve set a modest fundraising goal of $200, but I’d love it if my awesome readers (that’s you!) could help me blow that goal to smithereens! Your donations can help other people living with lung disease to lead active lifestyles, too.