In case you missed this in the blog description, I write mostly about finding stoke doing those things that excite and inspire, at a level that challenges YOU! Not your Olympian friend or pro-athlete down the street (a common occurrence if you live in Bend). I love rivers, mountains and wilderness in general. Nature calls to me, and if I’m not out in it for even a few minutes daily, things start to go a little wonky in my head. I might not be paddling Class V rapids or heli-skiing but any time we venture out, there is a chance for things to go sideways. I’ve had my share of crashes and splashes resulting in injuries and wounds to varying degrees. This is why I found myself recertifying my Wilderness First Aid and CPR over the last few weeks, for the jillionth time. That, and I guide/coach people weekly who I might need to help should something go wrong (and it’s been my experience it’s a “when” rather than “if” situation).

First Aid/CPR certification courses are great to bring top-of-mind awareness and it’s easily forgotten after a few months, let alone years. They can be booooooring in your typical classroom with “textbook” lectures and splint-setting. What I did last month was distinctly different, working with a guy who had trained our team a couple times over the last decade. It was his approach that I remembered when considering who to train our TC staff and myself this year. Serious, funny, wicked-smart and practical.

Because I needed to expedite my recertification for other certifications not to lapse, I chose the unique opportunity to work one-on-one with this guy–an expert in his field. Not someone trained to train (although he is), but someone who is in the field himself witnessing and leading all sorts of rescue and trauma-relief situations. Someone who cuts through the bullshit and does what is most effective in real-life events, like addressing a massive hemorrhage before airway, as taught in our ABC’s because the major blood-loss would result in no oxygen anyway. Yikes-major stuff! Sidenote, if the term ABC’s is completely foreign to you, consider a first aid course. You never know when walking down the street you’ll confront an emergency. I have been the first responder to more than a couple “randoms” in my life and it was nice to feel at least, partly capable!

Back in “the warehouse” (the base camp for his team that ends up deploying all over the world, and headquarters for instruction) I had the opportunity to relearn first aid skills in a unique way. Most poignant, a femoral wound that I needed to pack with veeeeeery realistic fake, warm, viscous “blood” spurting…yes, spurting. Holy cats! Not the online learning we get through various other programs. I feel fortunate to have had this experience and will be going back to work on more realistic scenarios.

Not all that goes wrong in life is so “bloody” or dramatic. In prior posts I’ve talked about life changes and schedule changes and reservation misses. Most recently a friend ventured on a solo trip. Logistics were considered, hotel booked, and Uber app updated. Except the Uber app didn’t work. I’ve had this happen to me too, whether a bad connection or…who knows? She chose to walk herself and her luggage about 1.5 miles (uphill through a questionable neighborhood) to her hotel. She arrived tired and exhausted… but got there. Something to complain about? Perhaps, but instead she gained confidence and felt empowered by proving to herself she could do it. In fact, all of the small “mistakes” along the way were met with logic and considered an opportunity to remember her capabilities. I’d dare say the challenges that were overcome made her trip!

For myself, this last year I’ve rediscovered singlehood and been reminded how resilient we are as autonomous beings. I’ve found after a life of being with a partner and then without, that my brain “switches”, knowing I’ve got just myself to depend on. From travel to personal emergencies to household tasks, I know I have myself and I can typically handle it–and I take full responsibility. Most times, I rise to the occasion quite well (and if I “miss” there’s no one there to point it out! Ha!)

Things can certainly go wrong. Always, my heart goes out to those people experiencing natural disasters/warfare that cause utter destruction and loss. For our more mundane challenges I suggest looking at the opportunities you might find in the experience–the silver linings. As I’ve said before, we’re all between swims. Crawl back on your board, or into your boat, reset and paddle on (literally or figuratively).

Thanks for listening…see ya out there on the frisky ripples!