Last fall I moved to Toronto from Kenora, Ontario, a northern city of 15,000 in the middle of nowhere. I was excited to start my nursing program at University of Toronto, but less excited about living in a city that is known more for its skyscrapers and corporate culture than for trails, lakes, and snow. In Kenora I lived 5 minutes away from both the local ski hill where I cross country skied and volunteered as a Snowboard Patroller, and the rowing club where I was a coach and a Master’s rower. After moving to Toronto, I remained open-minded to finding new social circles and activities to join, and continued running and road biking, but I was missing the comradery of the clubs I left behind in Kenora. read more