Fit-ish & Feisty, San Diego Shenanigans

Stonewall Peak: Steady Climb, Big Payoff

Stonewall Peak in Cuyamaca Rancho State Park doesn’t waste time easing you in, it starts with an incline right from the trailhead and never really lets up. Thankfully, it’s a steady uphill rather than a steep grind, which makes it perfect for rucking. You’ll feel it, but it’s the kind of climb that keeps you moving without… Continue reading Stonewall Peak: Steady Climb, Big Payoff

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Iron Mountain in the Dark

Rucking Iron Mountain in Ramona at night is a whole other experience- peaceful, introspective, and surprisingly not scary if you're prepared. Here's what you should know and expect for a night ruck on this popular San Diego County trail: 🌙 What’s It Like at Night? Quiet + Solitude: The trail is wildly popular during the day, but at night… Continue reading Iron Mountain in the Dark

Fit-ish & Feisty, Mai Inner Monologue

When the Pain Finally Had a Name

For years, I've felt trapped in a body that used to feel strong and capable, but somewhere along the way, it stopped moving the way I remembered. I was still active, still pushing, and yet, somehow always hurting. The pain was there like a background noise- sometimes whispering, sometimes roaring. Some days, it was easy… Continue reading When the Pain Finally Had a Name

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Our Go-To for Miles of Rucking Mayhem

If you’ve read about our rucking adventures (trail dust, urban pavement pain, and all the life questioning in between), then you know: gear matters. Like, really matters. You don’t want to be 12 miles in with a backpack that bounces like a toddler on sugar or boots that feel like medieval foot traps. So today, I’m sharing our… Continue reading Our Go-To for Miles of Rucking Mayhem

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Why We Ruck: Blisters, Backaches, and a Weird Love for Suffering

Let me tell you about one of the most ridiculous things we do as a family for “fun”: RUCKING. If you’ve never heard of it, rucking is basically walking with weight on your back. You throw a few extra pounds in a backpack (aka a ruck), strap it on, and then.. you just walk. For miles. Uphill.… Continue reading Why We Ruck: Blisters, Backaches, and a Weird Love for Suffering