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.

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.
At a 50K race, which I used as a pack training run for the Grand to Grand Ultra, one runner wondered if I was a Marine and another asked, in all seriousness, if I eat dog food.
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.
I approached the Diablo Trails Challenge 50K as a pre-Miwok 100K reality check and final long, hard run before tapering. But at a certain point I made the decision to race, not just run.
A from-the-archives 2008 post on Olympic marathoner Magdalena Boulet of Oakland, who is rising on the ultra racing scene and will race Boston on Monday.
I closed my eyes and imagined running and wondered if I’d ever run four hours straight again. I visualized Teddy on our walk in the park and wondered if he’d ever run at full speed down those paths again. I rode as hard as I could during the final hour to reach 85 miles before […]