On Sunday, I did my first triathlon in a year and a half, and my first off-road triathlon ever. I pretty much got pregnant right around IRONMAN Argentina in December 2017, and so coasted into 2018 with nary a finish line in sight. My goals went from sub-4 hour marathons to…

The next stop on my little “tour de mat leave” was Cartagena, Colombia.

What do I want to say about the Galapagos? What do I want to remember?

We were supposed to be in Ecuador. Instead, we were walking, again, along the ragged edge of the San Francisco Bay watching airplanes take off and land. They were simultaneously carrying people off to their Christmases and bringing them home to San Francisco. This wasn’t…

"The habit of looking forward is hard to escape from."

Baby—and fall—can come any day now.

Taking stock of the past 36 weeks.

That time I traveled a long, long way to almost DNF my first Ironman.

Eight random musings on another trip around the sun, and to another start line.

Kona, it's nice to finally meet you.