A Wildflower Carol
Part 1: The Ghosts of Wildflowers Past
If you speak to anyone about Wildflower, there is an awe and reverence about it unmatched in the triathlon world. There is something different and special about that race that inspires people to consider it apart. Even someone like two-time Ironman World Champion (and 4-time Wildflower Long Course Champion) Chris McCormack sets the race on a . . .
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Wildflower Long Course: Am I Ready?
A partial training journal
Wow, Wildflower sure did sneak up on me. It seems like Boney Mountain was just yesterday, but I'm now staring at the Wildflower Long Course entry on my calendar looming large on May 2nd. With a little over a week to go, I decided to look back at my training plan versus training accomplished during the month preceding the race.
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Boney Mountain Half Marathon Race Report
Part 2: My Internal Soundtrack
Boney Mountain's unique role in my Wildflower training plan (shock, shame, and scare me into training more) makes it loom large in my memory. Plus, the mountain just looms large. You need two articles for a race like Boney. Out of curiosity, I did an overlay of the Boney Mountain Half Marathon vs. the Wildflower Long Course run to compare . . .
Boney Mountain Half Marathon Race Report
Part 1: Channeling Joey Chestnut
Time to Diiiiieeeeeeeee!!!!!
Welcome to Boney Mountain, baby, one of the nastiest races I've been a part of in my brief, limited, and southern-California-centric race experience. Here are some specs so you're all very impressed:
- 2,800 ft. of elevation gain
- 1,600+ ft. of elevation gain between miles 6 and . . .
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Irreparably Fat?
I was a little chunky back in my middle school years,but I've never been "irreparably fat." Far from "irreparably fat" is my wife, who uttered the term when describing herself the other day. My wife is an extremely fit, committed, and accomplished age group triathlete. She described herself as "irreparably . . .