The endorphins have finally faded, the big toenail has come off, and the poison oak is starting to appear around my knees – it…
Day four of laying in bed with the October chest-cold-from-hell sounds like a decent time to give some love to the blog and write…
My road to Canyons started last fall at the Overlook 50k. My buddy, spiritual adviser, and de facto coach Lance had keyed me into…