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Injury Reserve: Breaking Hearts? (Round I)
Do you want to kill yourself? Do you want to harm yourself?* -Sophie No. -Me Yes, that is how you start out any interesting story that connects somehow, someway to strange world of trail running and all the insanity that comes with it. I…
Race Recap: GOATz 21 Mile (ROUND TWO!)
Back in the hellish days of July, with a balmy temperature of 114 degrees (in the shade), I desired to run the Psycho Psummer 10 Mile race in Kansas City, Kansas. The purpose? Simple; new photos from Mile 90 Photography, and just as important,…
Yoga: Being the Pretzel
Has anyone else purchased a pretzel only to wonder what being a pretzel is all about? Neither have I. However, I did grow up in a world that was bent on ensuring that I never spent anytime around those long haired, hipster, Fair Trade…
Volunteering Ultra: High Lonesome 100
My car, a Mazda3, is currently moving at approximately two miles per hour. I have been on the same county road for just under twenty minutes. The temperature is 44 degrees, it is pouring rain, and I have not slept in 20 hours. I…
Race Recap: Barr Trail…Did Not Fail
You would think that after the fascinating run that was Bryce Canyon, that reality would have sobered up my punch-drunk drive of insanity in the woods. However, deaf to my own friends, family, and household cat telling me to stop, I swore to the…
MEDIC!
Just over a week ago I found myself in a dark room, laying on a table top in nothing but my boxers, and someone continued to grab my feet with their slimy hands. This went on for 90 minutes…. NOW THAT’S AN ATTENTION GETTER!…
Go Solo
I grew up in a small farm community north of Kansas City, Missouri. With 1200 people in the town, it wasn’t unheard of to graduate their high school with 50 students per year. It is the life of the small town, and the life…
RESET
Last Saturday I had scheduled to run just 12 miles (because I’m cool enough to say just now). The twelve would be ran out in a random trail that I had never been to on a warm and windy day. I arrived thirty minutes late because…sleep. I swear I will…
Santa Is A Cheater
Don’t get me wrong; I respect the big jolly red UPS man. Mad props on his amazing journey around the world in 24 hours with his group of misfits attached to a sleigh. The guy gets my vote when it comes to kindness and…
Race Recap: Banjos, Beards, and The Back 40
Resting my body on an idle Monday allows me to vaguely remember the nightmarish experience that I took part in, willingly, in the far northwest corner of Arkansas. The Back 40. After one sprained ankle, one sprained cuboid bone (that is a thing), and a…
Family of Dirt
While it has become common knowledge that I love to run, the sad reality is that I have not been able to run for the past two weeks. A sliding rock that I stepped on resulted in a mildly sprained ankle that safely sidelined…
They Call It…Tapering
Don’t forget to taper. Stay off of Ogg! In many wonderful ways the people I run with throughout the woods locally have quickly become the sisters that I never had (the world is a better place probably because of this). They ensure that I find…
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