Thoughts on Kona, the view from 11,000 feet, and fence-sitting Ironman Arizona.
Ah, Santa Barbara. A triathlete's (and food-lover's) paradise par excellence.
This stuff has become a pre-ride staple that brings new meaning to the term "chamois butter."
Five liquid indulgences that help my dueling passions coexist.
In California, grapes are an urban forager's fantasy. Try them in this easy preserve.
What bubbled up during a visit to our old stomping grounds in Central New York state.
Having my mom here last week was like a mini retreat—a break in the normal flow of things.
Ten posts rolled into one, here's what I've been up to lately.
Named after "Good Old Raisins and Peanuts," these Manitoba-made energy bars are pure and delicious.