Tomorrow morning I’m hoping to claw my way through my seventh Ironman race. As my friend Ryan put it so eloquently, anticipation is the sweetest part: “because you can still dream about a great day.” The thing is, for this one I haven’t been dreaming…

On Sunday I did two-thirds of a half of a thing. Here's how it helped me feel full again.

The flavour-du-jour of my triathlon season so far.

I went south, only to find out that the Bear Republic still has its claws in me.

A quick recap of cycling in California, and why I love life on two wheels.

I was asked recently who I'd like to see complete an Ironman and why...

Time management. What the heck?

Whittling down the idealism and big dreams.

Wrapping up a year.

On sore quads and a newly ignited love for trail running.