My two-week training block almost killed me. Now, rest.
One word that marked this weekend.
My monthly collection of moments, finds, eats and etceteras.
On the flip side of the finish line, I can report that I race better with a laser-like focus than I do when scattered like paper cups on a windy run course.
I'd lost sight of what it feels like to be this engaged. To be needed this much.
The latest on experimenting in the kitchen and on the race course.
Vancouver, family, and feeling stuck.
Experimentation, guesswork, and one saving grace bike ride.
Taper week for my first half Ironman of 2015 brings a little extra time for an update.
This nutrition-packed topping can be made with any combination of seeds you have in the house, and is endlessly versatile.
The triathlon season came in like a lion for us Southern Californians. Does that mean it will go out like a lamb?