So you’re outdoors and on track to adventure. You’re tramping a nature trail to a mountain top. The air is crisp, the sun toasts your noggin, the movement invigorates your body and pretty soon, your tum-tum gets the grumbles. But y’know what? That’s fine, it’s completely ok – because there’s another destination pinned in today’s itinerary – and it’s flavour-town.
Here at MGO we love the amazing group of women who make our community the incredible and inspiring space that it is.
We couldn’t have thought of a better lady to pop our Meet our MGO Members cherry than Max – our most frequent contributor in our facebook group.
Just three short weeks at my new job is how long it took for my colleagues to stop asking ‘are you up to much this weekend?’ and instead ask ‘what adventure do you have planned?’. Three weeks before their association with me and my ‘norm’ was cemented with adventure.
Here we go Monday – another week of work ahead! The morning commute is a drag for others who stuck in traffic or packed on the tram like a sardine… Well, not for me. I don’t need my car keys or a myki – all I need are my legs, lights, helmet, my bike and I am away!
Never again will I ever forget my sleeping bag. I can assure you, this item is forever burnt into my memory after what felt like an endless, bitter night spent on top of the Cathedral Range without one. Adding insult to injury, we woke to ice on our tents the following morning.
Time can be a barrier to getting outside to explore. You may have time constraints on your hike, or are unable to set aside a whole day to drive up to the mountains. But not to worry – there are…
2 words: Adventure. Race. Automatic Responses: “I won’t be fast enough, I’ll come last, I won’t finish, people will laugh at me cause I’m so slow, I’ll get lost”. I’ve heard them all. In fact many have come out of my mouth. And you know what, not one single one of them matters. Not. One.