off-road gold
On Sunday, I did my first triathlon in a year and a half, and my first off-road triathlon ever. I pretty much got pregnant right around IRONMAN Argentina in December 2017, and so coasted into 2018 with nary a…
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desert carnage
Sometimes you just have to look something in the face. So here it is, my first DNF.
full circle in Syracuse
What bubbled up during a visit to our old stomping grounds in Central New York state.
sub 5-hour energy
I will always remember the little race on the outskirts of one of America's coolest towns as my entrance into the sub-5 club.
when in nor cal
My sixth half Ironman was bookended by delightful road trip companions, gracious hosts, and a week's worth of indulgences.
the hardest thing I’ve ever done on a bike
I'm a big girl now. At least when it comes to the bike.
boulevard
If I don't come last, I'm going to treat myself to another Mexican pig cookie from Dos Palmos bakery.
entering the Ironman fold
Finishing an Ironman—a day spent swimming 2.4 miles, cycling 112 miles, and running 26.2 miles— is an achievement worth commemorating with words beyond status updates.