Golf. Day 3. – Misty

Yes, you read that right. I skipped day 2 and went straight to number 3. Day 2 consisted of the golf tournament (the only day I actually played) and I had my hands full trying to swing that club, rather than record media. So no, I have no pictures from that day. Just know that…

Golf. Day 1. – Misty

Ahh, golf.  My least favorite of Dirt Therapies.  Jake loves it.  I tolerate it.  No sport can make me angrier, more frustrated, or expel the dirtiest of words from my vocabulary than the game of golf.  I can say that I do love getting out there in a park-like setting, watching my husband do what…

Don’t Think It Doesn’t Matter – Kaela

As I drove over the bridge this morning that crosses the freeway I saw that we were in for some significant rain. It seemed apropos, even though I hadn’t expected it. I was on my way to join my first Out of the Darkness Community Walk, a fundraising event hosted by the American Foundation for…

Something to Give – Misty

Obviously, I’ve had a little time now to really submerge myself into this whole Dirt Therapy world, spend countless hours purposefully and intentionally paying close attention to my personal outdoor experiences, and get a feel for the psychological and physical benefits. And let me tell you – there’s something to it. Don’t get me wrong…

Self-Care: Is It Just A Buzzword? – Kaela

As I am writing this, a chunk of our Dirt Therapy crew is out at Smith Rock in Eastern Oregon and I am not. I am sitting on my couch. I think it might have even been my suggestion to put Smith Rock on the options list for this weekend. However, I’ve been thinking a…

Dirty Girls pt. 3 – Morgan

I dropped the “west coast” part in the title because at this point we aren’t really on the west coast anymore. Also cause I didn’t really wanna type it out again. Day four: Crater Lake We woke up bright and early to the sun on our faces, and adventure in our hearts. We packed up…

Dirty Girls: The Hottest Mess On The West Coast, Pt. 1 – Morgan

Our decision to take this trip wasn’t ever one that we took very seriously. At some point at the beginning of July, we had a casual conversation about how we both wanted to see the redwoods in a Starbucks, and it went from there. Casually picking dates. Casually looking at attractions. Casually booking campsites and…

Will Power or… Stupidity – Misty

I had just come out of a week-long flare up, missed 2 1/2 days of work, and spent all my time alternating between the couch and the bed. By Friday afternoon, I started to comeback to a baseline (which isn’t all that great to begin with) and didn’t think I could stand one more day…