desert carnage
Sometimes you just have to look something in the face. So here it is, my first DNF.
Sometimes you just have to look something in the face. So here it is, my first DNF.
What bubbled up during a visit to our old stomping grounds in Central New York state.
A jeopardized Ironman has lent a berry-picking analogy to my training. Maybe it can help someone else, too.
Whether it be a new week, a new month, or a new year, fresh starts are always at hand.
Starting a new training cycle feels like back-to-school time for adults. Nervous excitement. Unknowns. New outfits.
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.
Need to top off your training mojo? Fire up your grey matter—just not before your key run of the week.
Easier than I ever imagined, I'll be making DIY gravlax on a regular basis.