Woodside Ramble 50k

“Hey bud you’re back! What can get cha?” He said, rubbing his hands together and bouncing slightly in place, his eyes scanning the folding table that held everything from Oreos and Coke to peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and GU packets.

Not Again…

It’s 1:15am and I’m stoned off my ass and slouching on a sticky leather couch in an apartment building somewhere in West Hollywood. I hate this town and I’m counting the seconds until I can get back to sleepy Pacific Grove a couple hundred miles north.

First week of training…

Today marks the one month mark since my move from Massachusetts to California!

Big Sur Half Marathon

3…

2…

1…

Beep — Beep — Beep — Beep — Beep —

Race Day.

Its 4:27 AM on Sunday and I’m swinging my legs off the edge of my bed and limping over to the bathroom…

Fiesta Mountain Run

It’s 5:37 am on Sunday and my alarm goes off, bolting me out of a deep and peaceful futon snooze.

Race Day.

As is tradition, I reach under my bed for my shoes, socks, shorts, watch and singlet which have been marinating in good vibes all…

Moving and Standing Still

He chose under as I chose over pretty much at the exact same moment. His slender frame slid effortlessly through the bannister, and landed in full stride on the other side. I came crashing over a millisecond behind gaining on him.

10 weeks out…

Hey remember how I said was going to post on this blog every week? Hahaha yeah about that…

What have I been doing since my last post you ask? Oh how thoughtful of you!

Well the truth is that I’ve met someone quite special… And I’ve been spending a lot…