Showing posts with label boulder. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boulder. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Hiking with a toddler: What not to do

The trail was stunning.

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There were rocky ridges and grassy meadows. A brook babbled beneath our feet and stunning vistas swept above us. For a day hike in Boulder, the Mount Sanitas Trail had everything I could want or ask for - with one small exception.

There was no on-site child care.

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When we went to the Boulder/Denver area, we had a loose plan of what to do. We wanted to go to the mountains and to Pearl Street. I wanted to make a fancy exercise class and spend a lot of time cuddling babies. But the day-to-day itinerary was open. It's a nice approach for some but a terrifying prospect for me. So, on Sunday night, Mark and I furiously researched what to do the next day with one caveat - we wanted to be outside.

So, when in Boulder do as the Boulderites do: Hike. Even (or even better) if you have to take your toddler. Of course, it's easier said than done as nothing with a child seems to go as planned.

How Not to Hike with a Toddler

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"Wing" the plans. It is imperative to pay due diligence when making plans, knowing your route, how to get there and the difficulty.Oh, and to know it's open. The original plan had us taking a route off Flagstaff Road, where we would find an easy trail and a stunning place to picnic. Problem? Flagstaff Road was closed, and we couldn't even reach the intersection as it was blocked by police cars. We ended up at the Mount Sanitas Valley Trail as our family mentioned it was an easy enough hike with a toddler. Note: They hike it with the toddler in the carrier.

Expect one day's behavior to indicate a general behavior pattern. Miles was in fine spirits. With a stick in hand and cousin by his side, he was running the trail loop around Bear Lake in Rocky Mountain National Park. He laughed, he threw (minimal) rocks, he founds new sticks. And he didn't ask to be held for the half-mile around the gorgeous lake. I was so surprised with how well he did that I was sure he would do just fine on another hike. Ha. Miles spent most of our Sanitas adventure asking to be carried or being obstinate when we asked to carry him in an effort to finish in a timely manner.

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Pick an open trail where the sun is strong and there are no sticks. It is impossible to hike without a stick, especially for a toddler. If there are no suitable options, plan to spend at least 15 minutes on a teary search for an appropriate substitution. Otherwise, the toddler will get bored and the sun hot - two things that do not mix. I am not sure if there are many shaded mountain trails but this one was a bit more technical than Bear Lake - something I would have known if I had researched the first trail and subsequently researched the back up.

Don't wear a watch. I thought I was unplugging and doing the right thing by not wearing my Garmin. However, we spent the duration of the hike not knowing how far we had gone or how long it had taken us. The latter part was good as there were frequent stops to look at rocks and exchange flowers and sit down to rest.

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Pack light. I didn't anticipate our morning hike to take long and so I packed the way I would for me - just water. However, we all know that toddlers are rabid snackers and will require 453 packs of fruit snacks in the span of a half-hour. Miles was frequently complaining that he was hungry, and I had nothing to offer him but the promise of a picnic at the end.

Don't laugh. There were moments of frustration, hunger and near despair (when I was sure I was going to pee my pants). And, yes, there were times when I wished that Mark and I could have done the trail alone and explored more. However, the hike wouldn't have been filled with nearly as many memories. For me, that's what this trip was about - giving Miles experiences to remember and savor as he grows older.

Next time, though, we will be renting a carrier.

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Be brave, be Boulder

I'd like to think I've been a lot of places but the truth is that I haven't. I've just been very lucky to pick very great cities when I do get to venture outside of Indiana.

However, even in my limited travels, I feel confident saying that Boulder is by far one of the most active cities in the country. Everywhere we went, there were people on the move. Cyclists clad in team jerseys pedaled up gargantuan hills, and incredible runners navigated the trails at swift paces with coaches trailing behind. (I'm pretty sure I saw an actual Kenyan running during my 11-miler with Jess.)


And while that run definitely took a toll on me, I couldn't help but be filled with a sense of Boulderness and the urge to stay active my entire trip.


On Sunday, after waking up early, Mark and I commandeered a BOB and went for a family run on the nearby Davidson Mesa Trail.


The trails were amazing - a fine gravel - that wound through a field with the mountains in the background. 


We took our time over the course of the three miles, catching our breath when necessary and grabbing every photo we could. It just felt like a run to remember, and I didn't want to squander it by obsessing about pace or mileage.


It was by far my slowest run in MONTHS but I couldn't help but smile. I was in (my) paradise.

After our run, I took a shower and got ready for my second workout of the day.


When planning our trip to Boulder to visit my sister-in-law and her new baby, I made it my mission to make sure Mom got her own time. 


I didn't know what she would want it to be - eating breakfast with two hands, a home-cooked meal or pedicures - but I was glad she agreed to get her downward dog on at one of the places I had only heard about - lululemon!


The free community class at the Boulder storefront was taught by the folks behind a new studio in Boulder, Radiance Power Yoga. It was a Baptiste style class and although I don't really know what that means, I do know I did plenty of chatarungas and poses that awakened this runner's tight hips.


The class was the first one I've taken since I was about 20 weeks pregnant, and I was very much reminded of the challenge and benefits that yoga provides. It can be pricey but I'm hoping that I can try to squeeze in a session here and there as my BODYPUMP instructor training winds down and marathon training ramps up. 


While we were flipping our dog, the dads pushed around the strollers and drank Starbucks.


Miles enjoyed his taste of the Strawberries & Creme but I think he enjoyed the idea of being a yogi even more :)