Finding solace in the face of injury and discouragement in gardening and group rides.
If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans.
Sometimes days of recovery, rejuvenation, and reconnection can't be planned.
For the next few months, I'm putting The Hippie Triathlete in someone else's hands. Here's why.
So far. So good.
Happy New Year, all.
A life update and a bit of birthday thankfulness.
Sayonara, Southern California! It's been a blast.
My latest travels, and musings on nostalgia and bookshelves.
How to say goodbye to California: Part I.
Welcome to Austria, the perfect place to "recover," or eat yourself silly, after an Ironman.