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Light Weight Hydration Vest/BackPack with 2 Bottles by SL3S - Product Review

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I consider myself a novice trail runner. This fall coming up might be year since I have started.

This fall I signed up to do the 25K at the Rough Trail Ultra Marathon. It prompted me to look into a hydration pack given the distance. I wanted to carry water but have my hands free in case there is some climbing involved. The race director also told me that each participant is required to carry water despite the water stops given the terrain.

In my Google search, I found the SL3S Hydration Vest/Backpack. I chose a pack because I did not want to clean and maintain a bladder and a tube. (I'm a lazy off trail.) I also did not want to break the bank.

The water bottles are about 300ml each. Each bottle is good for me for about 5 miles. At longer distances I am hoping to be able to refill the bottles.

The chest straps are long so it would suit men and women. I have done 3 long runs with it so far and don't notice the weight. I like the pack since it allows for me to carry all my neuro…

Youth Refugee Adventure – Highland Presbyterian Church Louisville

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I don’t often do off script posts since this space belongs to my writing mind.  She is very much on her own pace despite what is going on around her. 2016 has been a whirlwind! My family and I have moved out of the Philadelphia area to Louisville, Kentucky. It was a combination of my departed friend, a mid-life crisis and some lifestyle choices that favored family. It’s almost the end of a 5 month journey. As much as I love my 9.5 lb. Sir Kitty Poop-a-lot, we can no longer share a bathroom.

We are two and a half months into our life in Kentucky. It’s been wonderful. I have found mom’s with whom to run, more time to devote to writing and a network of close friends and family. This past weekend, I was invited to my friend’s church for a workshop called Youth Refugee Adventure. I attended given my own “adventures”.
The program started at 3pm in the Highland Presbyterian Fellowship hall. We were instructed to write our names on a slip of paper. Children and teens were instructed to writ…

Rizal Park - Luneta

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Earlier in this blog, I reviewed the works of Dr. Jose Rizal.  I also wrote a piece for Ballon-Juice. So you can imagine my joy when our Corregidor tour ended early and we had some time before dinner to see Luneta. Again, mushroom clouds of joy in my little brain.
Here lies our national hero. His remains are guarded at all times. There is a huge scandal that the building in the back is being erected. It photobombs the whole scene. Construction has stopped and I am not sure where things stand at the moment. 
At this point in the day my camera and phone had died. I had taken many photos of Corregidor and didn't have the foresight to bring my charge cords. I didn't think I would need them. These photos came from my cousin. 
I am also seeing the limitations of Blogger since I can't put up too many photos in one post. 



Anyway, not far from Dr. Rizal's remains is the site of his execution. I felt weird about this scene. The only time I have seen an execution depicted in sta…

Corregidor Island

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If there was a time at all when I might have lost my mind during this trip, it was maybe this visit to Corridor Island off of Manila. I reviewed a book called Edge of Terror early on in this blog. It talked about Americans that were held captive in the Island of Panay during the Japanese occupation in the Philippines. It also talked about the final battle between the US and Japan before we fell to the Japanese. The battle of Corregidor was was like the Alamo of the Pacific before things just got terrible. After a few years of being completely immersed in Philippine history, it was so gratifying to see the things i had studied. 

Corregidor was about an hour ferry ride to the Island. My cousin purchased our tickets through Sun Cruises. It was a guided tour of the Island with a catered lunch. I recommend tipping your guide. Note: There is a tour for the Japanese and everybody else.