Getting through grief by getting outside

When my partner took his own life in 2014 I thought my world would never be the same. It wouldn’t be the same but that didn’t mean it could not be good again.

By taking on cycling the Coast 2 Coast in 1 Day in his memory I gave myself a target and a reason to go out each day. From this I learnt how important it is to keep pushing your boundaries, to have a little adventure each day and to inspire others to do the same. I now also write An Adventurous Girl blog, hoping to share my experiences with others.

Submitted by Cadi Lambert – visit her website or follow her on Twitter, Facebook or Instagram.

Running recovery

I used running to recover from two sever periods of post natal anxiety. The benefits of being outside, noticing the world around us and breathing fresh air as well as the endorphins from the effort itself, all combined to help me recover back to ‘me’ once the acute phase of illness had passed.

Submitted by an anonymous but wonderful woman in adventure.

Chronic Fatigue Syndrome

From being bedridden in 2013 to participating in offshore yacht racing in 2015; I have come a long way.

Being outdoors and participating in outdoor sports is primarily responsible for this. Initially, outdoors and outdoor sports meant going for a 100m walk. But it was outside. Perseverance and gradually increasing my time outside has played a huge part in my recovery. I’m not better yet and may never fully be, but I’m able to live a more normal life thanks to the healing power of being outdoors.

Submitted by an anonymous but wonderful woman in adventure.

Late Bloomer

I was 48 years old and zeroing in on 250 pounds. When on the dental table I had a reaction to the anaesthetic and had to be resuscitated several times. The dentist told me “you almost went out of here in a body bag”. I became very ill and despondent.

I still don’t know what exactly triggered the mental change in me but I decided to change. I hired a trainer and began a long journey towards wellness. I’ve discovered a passion for the outdoors that I did not know existed I lost almost 50 pounds, ran a marathon, then did a triathlon.

I joined a women’s adventure team even though I was the oldest by far I am now zeroing in on 58, But I am living a joy filled life that is deeply satisfying. I hike daily, kayak, mountain bike, snowshoe, distance cycle, backpack and recently took up climbing.

I am ageing but intend to go out swinging. And so very happy!

Submitted by Charity Lovelace

Age is just a Concept

I learned to ride a horse when I was 50 – now I probably ride more each year than 99 percent of people out there I think.

I have lots and lots of stories or riding, camping, being in that still and serene moment when all there is is you, your horse and the stars. I don’t care how old I am. I don’t care what I “should” be doing. I don’t care if it hurts or if the pain will mean I will be able to do less strenuous things for a shorter time period. I don’t care. I live now. I will always live now – whatever that brings. Life is adventure… else why live?

Submitted by Julie Veloo – you can visit her website or follow her on Twitter and Facebook.

Give yourself a challenge

I am not the competitive kind of girl, but sometimes a specific challenge our goal is a good motivation to get yourself out and do the exercise even when weather is no too tempting.

2 years ago my youngest daughter and I signed of for an event called Coast2Coast. The concept is to cross from the western shore of North Jutland at sunset, and reach the eastern shore before sunrise, on the shortest night of the year.

That will be 60 km between 22.40 in the night and 4.23 in the morning. Your means of transport can be running, bicycle, mountain biking or as in our case, rollerskis! Rolling through the evening and night, and seeing the morning light was a great experience, we never would have done this without signing up for the event. We completed, and in time, exhausted but so proud of ourselves 🙂

Submitted by Mette Arleth – follow her on Instagram

Tough Soles

My boyfriend, Carl, and I love to travel and be outdoors, but we always went away to go exploring. We never saw Ireland as our next big “thing”. It was home, and adventure was somewhere else. And yet there was a curious thing happening.

The further we went, and the more people we met, the more we heard how amazing Ireland was. So in April of this year (2017) we quit our jobs, handed back our apartment keys, and started walking. This is how “Tough Soles” was born – wanting to explore and find out more about our home.

The idea was fairly straightforward: walk every National Waymarked Trail in Ireland. There are 42 trails totalling to around 4,000km. We both love the outdoors but are no experts in anything. It’s been 6 months of more highs and lows than I thought a person could have. So far we’ve made it halfway. At the moment I have a foot injury, so we’re staying still for a while to let that heal. The current game plan is to finish walking by next summer.

Submitted by Ellie Berry, Tough Soles – you can visit her website or follow her on Twitter, Instagram or Facebook.

Walking the HRP

Walking the high route Pyrenees in 40 days with my partner this summer:

Submitted by an anonymous but wonderful woman in adventure.

20 seconds of insane bravery!

I work in the outdoors helping people develop their leadership through practical experience. It’s an awesome job, and I work with awesome people (we have a pool of staff of 38 professionals from all walks of life). One of them owns a trekking company (which I’m now a partner in).

After a particularly difficult program in Margaret River, he asked me if I’d like to join his Everest Base Camp trip – the problem was it was only four weeks from there. I thought about it for a nano-second – it was never really on my bucket list (and being over 50, didn’t think I would ever do it). And I said yes.

I trained like a mad woman – at the gym four times a week, leg pressing up to 170kg to gain the leg strength I needed to make it. And suddenly it was time to go – pack the bags, head for Nepal. The trek was everything I thought it would be – and more. And it was even more wonderful that I can ever have imagined. Trekking through blizzards in -15 degrees to get to the base camp at over 5000m…. exhausting and totally life-affirming. I would have missed this experience had I been too scared. It took 20 seconds of insane bravery to say yes…. the courage to commit to it and complete it came later. I help women to find the courage to say yes more often. Life is too short for no’s.

Submitted by Sheryll – visit her website, find her on Twitter and Facebook or email her.

Recovery from injury

Eighteen months ago I was knocked off my bike and fractured my hip socket, pelvis and elbow. I spent eight weeks in a wheelchair and had four months of rehab.

I think my lifetime of doing outdoor activity helped my recovery, I was determined to get back on my feet, start swimming, am now back Park Running, have joined a running club and about to start x country this season. I am taking part in my first trail race next weekend. I think the fitness and determination built up over many years alongside with support from my friends who are all outdoors people helped in my recovery and my mental strength in doing so.

Submitted by an anonymous but wonderful woman in adventure.