
Patty Hodapp
Writer and Storyteller at Freelance
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Oct 3, 2024 |
spartan.com | Patty Hodapp |Pablo Romo |Spartan SGX Coach |Cody Fuiten
Presented by Spartan Training® BOO! In honor of the spookiest day of the year, we challenge YOU to face your fitness fears and confront these scary workouts – yes, that means burpees. They’ll get your heart racing almost as much as running through a haunted house, and they all take 10 minutes or less, so you’ll have no excuse to quit.
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Oct 2, 2024 |
outsideonline.com | Kathleen Rellihan |Patty Hodapp
My knees shake and my fingertips cling to the rock. I can’t bear to move my laser-focused gaze anywhere beyond the metal rung that’s just out of reach. A moment before, I was climbing up a ladder, but now I feel like I’m hanging off the edge of a cliff (because, well, I am). ‘Why exactly did I think this was a good idea?’ I think to myself. A hike would have been nice.
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Sep 4, 2024 |
outsideonline.com | Patty Hodapp
I love to travel. I don’t love sleeping on the go. Why? Think about it: the average adult human head weighs roughly 11 pounds—as much as a bowling ball—and balances on the very precious neck. So when you nod off, seated upright, or even reclined, all that pressure dumps into your vertebrae and shoulders causing unwanted kinks and muscle soreness that can make flights, road trips, and train rides a living hell. Enter: the neck pillow.
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Jan 22, 2024 |
weather.com | Patty Hodapp
A dirt road a.k.a. 'The Moki Dugway' winds up to Cedar Mesa in Utah. This is a steep switchbacking route that descends 1100 feet down from Cedar Mesa towards Bluff and Mexican Hat, Utah. (Whit Richardson)From hairpin turns to boulder fields, driving these routes requires skill, the right weather, adequate preparation, and helluva lotta gumption. Do it right, and the panoramic payoff is huge. I bought my first car when I was 24 years old during a move to Boulder, Colorado, for a job.
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Jan 7, 2024 |
outsideonline.com | Patty Hodapp
I bought my first car when I was 24 years old during a move to Boulder, Colorado, for a job. She was a metallic-blue Honda Fit—a subcompact I could actually afford—and I was psyched to have wheels for mountain adventures. Being an avid angler, backpacker, trail runner, and snowboarder, I made her my second home for high-alpine pursuits. She was a fuel-economy champion on a tight budget, a cozy bed in lightning storms, and a reliable-ish rig to reach hidden trailheads, camp spots, and rivers.
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