That day Paddy poison oaked the Tribe (NPSF)

Many of the Tribe all have different backgrounds, passions and interests… but one common thing is our love of our city’s trails and hills, and the desire to get out and explore our city. We are explorers. We are trail runners. We are road runners. We are bikers. We are yogis. We are #freefitness fiends. Or a hybrid of them all. And I love that about the people attracted to the November Project. We have the willingness to get out there with friends, get down, get dirty and explore their locality and their own abilities!

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Though we do run into some roadblocks along these trails. Out running, we may inevitably take a fall or two. But hey, we get up, wipe that dirt off and our body adapts and learns how to handle that rocky descent next time. Sometimes we take a wrong turn and get drastically lost in the middle of acres of Marin Headlands, but that’s a great way to explore. Often we succumb to injury, a bit too often actually (and here’s how you can stop that: Laura’s guide to prevent injury). But during those periods, we recognise the necessity to cross train, to recover and to treat our body with patience, with respect and then sometimes with a bit of craziness on the trails.

Well today, we came across another major foe of the Bay Area runner… the dreaded POISON OAK. In the trails of the Headlands and of the city, you are going to inevitably come across this, so don’t panic.

  1. Dodge the poison oak (“Leaves of three, let it be”), but finish your run. Got to enjoy those trails. Poison oak won’t get you down!
  2. When you get home, wash your exposed legs, etc. with soap and water (dish soap, washing up liquid, whatever people call it). Better still, use Tecnu. This skin cleaner is the bomb and should be in every Bay Area adventurer’s kit. Don’t scrub too hard though. Breaking the skin might definitely make it worse.
  3. Make sure you put those #Grassrootsgear you were sporting into the washing basket
  4. Finally, hug somebody. But don’t hug their legs until they’ve Tecnu-ed.


In other news today, Chris Sheesley gave us an excellent geographical description of Twin Peaks, its geology and some context on its local naming. Brilliantly interesting stuff, Chris:

This morning you all have been frolicking around on Los Pechos de la Choca – The Breasts of the Indian Maiden. And you should be ashamed of yourselves. They stand about 925’, but naturally have sagged over time. They were once a perky 927’. Many men have fought over these curvaceous mounds, but now it’s home to the rare and beautiful Mission Blue Butterfly. If you touch one you will die.

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