I spent a recent run slogging through knee-deep snow, trying to move fast enough to keep the blood moving through my toes, and gasping in awe at the beauty in every direction. My dog was leaping off the trail into ear deep powder then crawling back to my tracks just so he could leap off…
Salt Lake City
A Night at the Stansbury
Since I had been out of town every weekend the month of October, I vowed to stay in town until at least Thanksgiving. I almost made it through the second weekend before my stir craziness got the best of me and I headed out to the island, Stansbury Island. Stansbury Island is the 2nd largest…
100 Photos Per Mile Pace
Be happy in the moment, that’s enough. Each moment is all we need, not more. ~Mother Teresa Road runners measure their runs by per mile pace, trail runners by time typically in hours, and wanderers in epicness of sunrises, number of beers carried into the wilderness, and photos taken per outing. I’m a trail runner…
Wasatch 100 Pacing & Peruvian Downhill Ridiculousness
My pal Kev-O had one of his pacers bail at the last moment and asked if I would pace him for 22 miles of the Wasatch 100. The longest run I had done post FAI surgery drama was about 12 miles, so sure what is another 10! I love pacing and so desperately wanted to…
My Morning Wire… Reveals an Ancient Sea
I stood atop Mt. Wire this morning and watched the clouds swirl below me, one moment covering all but the tops of distant peaks and in another moment revealing the city below. It has been well over three years since I have been able to enjoy a summit with a good friend. Through everything, I…