Author: Holly Bird

Pal and the Deer Carcass

Last week on an early morning run on Nose Hill I lost Pal. The sun was rising in the distance and when I exhaled I could see a long stream of icy breath. I was wrapping up an hour of running and tight on time, knowing a work meeting was on the horizon and a shower and change was in order. Cupping my mittened hands to my face I yelled his name, and then I began running, following the trail I had just hopped off of. In less than a kilometre I saw a small grey head poke out of...

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Observing the 2.5 Rule

It’s Tuesday of a massive workweek. Last night I lay awake on a pull out couch and stared at the ceiling, reminding myself of the date (August 22nd, 2016). I thought of the days ahead, the tasks to be done, the work I'd be undertaking leading up to another huge work deliverable this summer. Other friends have floated the river, camped for multiple weekends in a row, spent time at cabins and lakes. Other friends have sat on patios, had summer BBQs, spent the days hiking, biking and surfing. I have been working every weekend since the end of...

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The Summer I Can’t Escape From

It’s Tuesday of a massive workweek. Last night I lay awake on a pull out couch and stared at the ceiling, reminding myself of the date (August 22nd, 2016). I thought of the days ahead, the tasks to be done, the work I'd be undertaking leading up to another huge work deliverable this summer. Other friends have floated the river, camped for multiple weekends in a row, spent time at cabins and lakes. Other friends have sat on patios, had summer BBQs, spent the days hiking, biking and surfing. I have been working every weekend since the end of...

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My Jeep: A Love Story

Twelve years ago I bought a Jeep. I was in my third year of University and to say I “bought” it is laughable, link my parents sold it to me for a sum of money so small I can’t even bring myself to write it down. It was a gift, for sale this silver Jeep Liberty, a way to get around in my final school years and launch me into adulthood. I gave little thought to the Jeep in our early years together, in a classic self-absorbed twenty-something manner. I had a car. I didn’t have car payments.  The...

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Yoho on my Mind

It’s Saturday morning in Yoho National Park and outside of our tent I can hear Tak Falls getting hammered by rain. I turn over in my sleeping bag, damp on the sides from the water that seeped into our tent overnight, pull my toque over my eyes and fall back asleep. Jon and I found ourselves in a rare and precious weekend where neither of us was racing, neither of us was working, and neither of us was committed to something else. To make the best of the opportunity we selected a camping trip we'd had on the radar...

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HollyBird I’m Holly: an Entrepreneur, marketer and endurance athlete living in the Canadian Rockies. These are stories of my (mis)adventures.

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