Two years ago, just before I moved from Michigan to Colorado, I was searching online for Boulder-based running groups, in the thought that I might find a new friend or two with a passion for slow saunters in the mountains. I stumbled across a blog (this one, in fact) joyously recounting – in rather sadomasochistic […]
Do you ever go to those outdoor enthusiast movies? You know the ones where everyone is in flannel and Patagonia gear? The lights dim and some sick electronic song plays while a person either jumps out of a plane, kayaks a crazy river, skis down a steep uncharted slope, or runs a rocky ridge high […]
“Hell no, I would never do that…those people are crazy”. I think that sums up my feelings after pacing Emily at last year’s Big Horn. I had somehow hallucinated more than Emily, and thinking back on it…I have no memories of the day after the race. The whole point of that outing for […]
The best thing about failing to finish the Bighorn100 is: a) you realize that your love of mountain running does not depend on being a successful mountain racer b) your inescapable tendency towards being overly pompous gets postponed for at least a few more weeks c) you now know one race that will be on […]
I ran 100 miles… It still sounds so strange to my ears, but I have the buckle, the jacket, the blanket to prove it. After falling apart and dropping at The Gorge Waterfalls 100K I nearly didn’t even start. If I couldn’t do 62 miles, what was I thinking trying 100 miles 9 weeks later? […]
