“Preparation is the key to success,” a coach I used to train with liked to say. This post covers the mental, logistical and physical preparation that gave me a fast and fun first 100-miler.

“Preparation is the key to success,” a coach I used to train with liked to say. This post covers the mental, logistical and physical preparation that gave me a fast and fun first 100-miler.
One year after a DNS caused by injury, I’m going back to the race to attempt my first 100-miler.
Would our tent hold in the storm? Probably. I wasn’t worried. I actually felt calm, cozy and secure. I had developed a mindset of taking anything and everything in stride. Whatever happened, happened.
Whereas Stages 1 and 2 were like an appetizer and salad course, Stage 3 would be the Grand to Grand Ultra’s Supersized Full Meal Deal. It would dish up hot, hard roads; steep, rocky climbs; debilitating deep-sand tracks; gnarly, in-your-face vegetation; slippery slickrock, monotonous highway shoulders, and beautiful, baffling fine-sand dunes—relentless, towering, engulfing sand dunes.
I was completely unplugged, off the grid and rocking out. I was going native, kicking ass and feeling half my age. And it just kept getting better. Inevitably—hilariously—something had to harsh my buzz.
Very soon I’ll start the week-long Grand to Grand Ultra 170-mile self-supported stage race that goes from the north rim of the Grand Canyon to the pink cliffs of Southern Utah’s Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument. Here’s what I plan to bring to get through an event that’s been listed with the world’s toughest ultramarathons.
Highlights from our family’s week in Costa Rica–where to go, what to do–and how one out-of-the-way small lodge in a river valley captured the essence of “pura vida.”
What makes Hardrock so slow? It’s not just the thin air. It’s the ever-changing terrain, which includes broken-up rock, boggy mud, slick snow, rushing streams. It’s the skill and care required to spot hard-to-find trail markers when no clear trail is apparent; to step methodically and precisely along the face of a summit while leaning […]
Getting ready to road trip to Telluride, an annual pilgrimage that does something to my psyche. Keeps me younger, makes me tougher. Reminds me what I’m made of and where I came from. Because I was a wild child, thanks to Telluride.
How the Miwok 100K transported me way outside of my comfort zone, made me feel like I lived a lifetime in a day and then reduced me to tears.