In Praise of Non-Gifted Athletes (like myself).
I don’t like puking. Period. It’s for this reason I rarely push myself to the point of nausea while racing. On top of that, I’m an…
I don’t like puking. Period. It’s for this reason I rarely push myself to the point of nausea while racing. On top of that, I’m an…
In 2003-2004, I lived in the highlands of Costa Rica. I would often hop on my bicycle and head up into the outlying mountains. It was…
In some running circles, the road marathon is considered the ultimate test of one’s fitness, but I’m honestly not a big fan of pavement. My ultimate fitness…
It has been a busy few months, juggling projects, including big edits on my book project, Josef’s Lair, working the bread-and-butter job, cross-country training, and, of…
“It’s time you stay home and grow up,” said an acquaintance, when I told him I was heading out of town to run a 50km trail…
OK, th winter of 2013/14 has been shaping up to be the most challenging one yet for outdoor training with temperatures dipping into the -20s and…
I truly thought after completing my first ultramarathon this past September that a switch would turn off, and I would never have the urge to train…
I was originally going to update my previous running shoe post with some new dirt, but I thought it best to write something from scratch. So…
First off, wow. I loved this race, and I loved having the ultra-off-road experience in such a spectacularly beautiful corner of the world. In fact, the…
I can hear the low warm chime of cow bells before I see them. Then, as I round the corner in view of a gushing river, the…
For better or worse, masculinity has often been defined by a sense of control over things (and, sadly, people). Depending on the circumstances, it can be…