Welcome to round three of Tales From Another Mother Runner Thursday, where we preview one of the 22 essays and authors in our forthcoming book. While our names are on the cover, the book is a truly celebration of this amazing, badass community: not only does it contain 22 essays from a range of talented writers and mother runners, it has miles of insight, advice, stories, and humor from hundreds of you.
Up today: Marit Fischer, a trail runner in Park City, Utah and mother of Hazel, a five-year-old.
My running history: As a kid, I loved running because I was good at it. No matter my focus sport through school and in my twenties (soccer, basketball, track, fencing, triathlon), I always ran as part of my training, until, in my thirties, everything else lost its allure and running itself became my passion. Specifically, running on trails.
I don’t race anymore. I used to, but I don’t anymore. I don’t feel the need. I don’t require a goal. I don’t want a deadline. Running, for me, is meditation. It’s friend time. It’s free time. It’s fun. I go long because I want to. Because there’s nowhere I’d rather be than in the mountains, on the trails, among the aspens, under the blue. And because there’s nothing I’d rather be doing than running.
My writing history: I write like I run: for the joy of it.
My essay “A Ghost Story”: is a view into the soul connections I’ve experienced through trail running. It’s a peek at the supernatural that comes from simply being open to, and running through, the natural.
Trail running seems to have a spiritual component for you. Can you talk a little about that? I’ve recently left a 20+ career in PR and marketing to become a spiritual regression hypnotherapist and Reiki master. Hypnosis is intense self-focus. It is a form of meditation. Trail running is, for me, just that. The rhythmic breathing and foot fall of running, in the most beautiful of settings, has inspired some of my clearest thoughts and my deepest connections.
Favorite nearby running trail: Park City, with its Mountain Trails Foundation and Basin Recreation, does trails right. There are hundreds of miles of them, which I can access right up the hill from my house. Round Valley is open space that I can connect to easily from the trail out my front door. I can run six miles or 20 there, depending on my mood or the amount of time I have, and I can do it year round. Of all the trails there, the Rambler loop is my favorite.
Favorite meal after a long trail run: Give me a burger. A good one. Thick and juicy and medium rare with garden-grown tomatoes and lettuce, more spicy mustard than ketchup, and a soft bun, ever-so-slightly toasted on the inside. And good salty fries too.
What you carry on your back during a longer trail run: Even my shorter runs are 6-8 miles, so there’s never a time I don’t run with a pack. I carry plain water, salt tabs (4-8 depending on the temps), Ibuprofin (2), lip stuff, a Band-Aid, my phone (for Strava, Spotify if I’m alone, and in case of emergency) and food. (I like ProBar Bolts and Honey Stinger chews and waffles.) Sometimes, I carry one of my daughter's small toys with me. She gets to pick the creature. Then at some point on my run, in a particularly pretty grove or under a brave sunrise, I’ll take a pic of the two of us together so I can share it with Hazel when I get home.
Next up on your running calendar: My running partner, Cathy, and I like doing long, self-supported runs. We’ve got the Zion Traverse, the Winds Traverse, and the Four Pass Loop on our to-do list. We’re also looking at good, challenging, long routes in Europe for when we both can afford it and take the time. The Haute Route is on the dream list. And so is the Camino de Santiago.