My First Cross Race
Mud, spiked shoes, and a lot of huffing and puffing — here's how my first cross race in France, the Cross International du Val de Marne, went.
Mud, spiked shoes, and a lot of huffing and puffing — here's how my first cross race in France, the Cross International du Val de Marne, went.
Familiar Sounds Just finished my running homework, done for today. It’s 1630 on a Thursday afternoon. I did my run during the warmest period of the day – a couple…
A Picture Is Worth a 1,000 Words The idiom “A Picture Is Worth A 1,000 Words” popped into my mind when I first saw the photo taken of me at…
Sounds of a Small Town 4 August 2016. 11am. It’s a beautiful day at 26°C, with a continuous stream of gentle breeze passing through. I sit on the balcony outside…
My first real ultra trail race in France: 49 km and 2,800 m of climbing through the mountains above Annecy, with a fall, sunburn, and a photo-finish cutoff.