Great Klondike International Outhouse Race


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This goes out to my hometown. Where else can you spend your summers playing Midnight Sun softball tournaments in 24 hour daylight, successfully gold pan in the puddles around town, and watch dozens of outhouses on wheels fly by your front door?

WARNING! The following post includes bathroom humour.

Teams are given time penalties for misconduct, such as the strewing of fake turds.

Welcome to summer-time in Dawson City, Yukon Territory, Canada. If you don’t know where this is, don’t worry. Just start in Seattle, WA and drive 42 hours due North. You will find yourself in the Northwest of Canada, close to the Alaskan boarder.
You will also find the Great Klondike International Outhouse Race!

“It’s a race, it’s a scavenger hunt, it involves decorated outhouses on wheels, it’s completely absurd!”

Where: Dawson City, YT, Canada

When: September 1st-ish

Price: Your dignity.

What you have to do:

Mario themed team...Yes, beer counts as rehydration.

In teams of five, you propel a customized crapper along a three kilometer (1.86 mile) course through unpaved city streets. No mechanical, motorized or other type of power is allowed.
Along the route, which weaves through the once-capital of the Yukon and Heart of the Klondike Gold Rush, teams must complete task and collect items before breaking through a toilet paper finish line.

Toilet paper finish ribbon

What makes it special:

Teams are encouraged to go all out with costumes and themes. Past team names have included the following:

The Elton John
The Royal Flush
The Whizzer of Oz
The Downtown Flaming Fart
The Devout-House (Proving that the event is non-denominational, a group of Anglican ministers raised eyebrows in 1986 when they took time off from an ordination to run the race)

The costumes and designs are often pretty random, but considering the fact that the next biggest city is over 6 hours away, I think they are fust fine and dandy.

One team member must sit on the crapper at all times, and teams members take turns take turns sitting on the pot to give everyone a short rest during the race. They can change places on the run, or stop and switch.
Outhouses should look like outhouses in appearance and size. There are some basic requirements and specifications with regard to size, shape, construction materials and wheels. If the task of building a mobile shitter is too much for you, the Klondike Visitors Association has five of the beasts available for rent.

What I like about this race is that it is as fun to watch as it is to run. Plus, at only 3km, much of which you can spend sitting on a rustic toilet, it is possible for participants of all fitness abilities to finish. However, there is an impressive course record of 8 minutes and 58 seconds.




I am so excited to blog about funny, fantastic, and frightening fitness events!

I can’t claim to be the fittest or the most knowledgable athlete. And to be honest, I don’t really want to be. What I love about fitness is that it can take any form, from fun to fanatical.

So, without further ado…the first of many oddball events:

RUN FOR YOUR LIVES– “Protect your brain and run for your life!”


Throughout the United States.


This one is a toughie.

$87 to race (earlybird discounts are available)

$32 to watch

$25 to be a zombie, which gets you into the after party and onto the course.

What you have to do:

Cross a start line and then cross a finish line, which is theoretically 5km away. Navigate 12 obstacles.

What makes it special:

Racers start the course with a belt of “health flags” (similar to flag football flags) and must have at least one of these flags left when crossing the finish line. The catch is that there are blood/flag thirsty zombies throughout the course, and they will try and take your health. There are a few bonus health flags hidden on the course, so even if you are attacked by a particularly spry undead, you still have a chance!
Obstacles are not so easy to report on, because the organizers like too keep some surprises for the big day, but it seems as though cold water (dyed red), hay bales, rope obstacles, and a whole lot of mud are sure things.

What is particularly special about this race is that, like most races, you pay to participate, but, unlike most races, you pay to watch too.

While this may seem like a bit of a bummer, the race promises the following for non-participants:
-Admittance to the APOCALYPSE PARTY
-Memories and/or pictures of your racing friends being scared to death
-The feeling of regret that you didn’t run the race
-The best people-watching opportunity of your life
-A Hangover

What I like about this race is the lack of a set course. This means that the race can be a minimum of 5km, but you could get all panicky/strategic and make it a 10km doozy of a day. However, the chances of you winning are pretty low.

Yes, I forgot to mention that there are in fact winners, but no losers of course!

The stats don’t make this race seem all that extreme. I mean, what is a 5km race and 12 fun obstacles? A lot of fun right? Wrong.

Sure, there are 5km and there are 12 obstacles but that doesn’t get to the blood and guts of this race. This is a race for your life!

Check out the videos for some pumpage!

The Road to Tough Mudder


For eight years I lived in the mountains of Southeast British Columbia, Canada. I worked hard in the summer planting trees and played harder in the winter riding the mountains. I would say I was a ski bum, but I have never owned a pair of skis. So I guess I am a board bum.

Every morning I would roll over and call to check the snow report, then frantically don my snowboarding gear and wolf down a piece of toast so that I could be first in line for the lifts. I am so lucky to have spent my days riding Kootenay powder in amazing ski towns with even more amazing people!

But as fun as riding is (and if you haven’t tried…what are you waiting for!?!?!) it couldn’t meet all of my needs. So I started to take courses online with the plan to return to the West Coast and finish school. And I started to train in the evenings so that  my body as well as my brain could feel challenged.

I have always been active, but last winter I stepped up my game. I would ride powder in the day and train in the evening at a small, and proud of it, fitness studio ( with the owner and trainer, Gabrielle.

After a few months, Gabrielle told me and my boyfriend about Tough Mudder (www., an extreme obstacle course that has been taking the US by storm, but that has never made it across the border into Canada. I took one look at the website and knew that i had to do it! It combines everything I love: fitness, camaraderie, and mud!

If you look to the right of the screen you will see a countdown to the day. I am not back at school, still in the gym, and so excited to be registered for the first ever Canadian Tough Mudder Event! My team will be one of the first to hit the course, and I am so proud to say that just yesterday my trainer, Gabrielle, joined my team!

Over the next month I will be blogging about Tough Mudder and other extreme obstacle course races/challenges just to get myself pumped:)

Is this the blog for you? Check and see!


This is a blog for you if:

-you love to sweat!

-you think that strong, not skinny, is sexy!

-exercise is part of who you are, not some chore that needs to be endured.

-you think that women with muscles are beautiful.

This is not a blog for you if:

-you only do cardio because you afraid of “bulking up.”

-you buy a gym membership every January and let it expire by March.

-you consider parking at the far end of the parking lot, and then walking to Dairy Queen, a workout.

-you have ever said, “Girls don’t sweat, they glow.”

20 minute pick me up.


We have all felt it, the urge to drag our feet, take the elevator, eat that whole tub of ice cream, or just crawl back into bed and pull the blankets over our heads. There is no sure fire cure for anything (especially mid-winter doldrums), but trying to sweat out your blues is worth a shot!

Point yourself in a direction and move! Even if you tell yourself that you are only going to run, walk, or ride for 10 minutes, you will end up 10 minutes away from your starting point and have to get back somehow.


You are now 20 minutes closer to happiness and 20 minutes further from the blahs.