master of none
When I heard the Canadian Masters Cycling Championships would return to our beautiful city this summer, I knew it would be my focus for 2024.
Category Archives: racing
come back
I don't know yet whether this was a finale or a new beginning. Or something simpler perhaps—a homecoming of sorts.
off-road gold
Thoughts on a post-partum triathlon that made me feel like a beginner again.
don’t cry for me, Argentina
That time I traveled a long, long way to almost DNF my first Ironman.
are we there yet?
Eight random musings on another trip around the sun, and to another start line.
(an ironman) holiday in spain
Making Ironman memories in the land of jamon and jellyfish.
dream tiny
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.”…
put a bib on it
On Sunday I did two-thirds of a half of a thing. Here's how it helped me feel full again.