The thing about running injuries is that they feel like they’re never going to end. Like you’ll never see the other side of the thing; that every day you wake up and the pain is there, it feels permanent. That the physical and emotional suffering is forever. When I’m injured, sometimes I completely forget what …
Non-Election Content: Fresh bread, New books + A sunset ride
Last week, leading up to the election, I got completely fed up with social media. I got fed up with people screaming at each other between their screens. I got tired of reading hateful tweets about both candidates. I couldn’t listen to one more person shout something negative from their Twitter handle. It’s exhausting. Maybe …
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Lately: Riding Before the snow, A COLD run + My First PT appointment
First of all… YOU’RE LOOKING AT A VOTER. Beanie season! On Thursday evening last week, I walked (in freezing rain that wasn’t in the forecast, might I add) three miles to and from the ballot drop box at The Louisville Police Department. I did my research on all the candidates before filling in those little …
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Weekend Riding + Running: Rowena, Rain, Two New Fires
This weekend was full of surprises. Some good, like this bright yellow rain jacket I got on Sunday because I still haven’t figured out my personal style and I just couldn’t stop looking at it. But also some bad, like the fires that are raging in the mountains near Boulder. There are several that are …
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Scenes and Seasons of life lately
I do a lot of my best and deepest thinking while I’m riding or running. Even if I’m listening to music or a podcast, my brain can somehow tune out the voices and let me explore my thoughts, feelings, fears, dreams. Sunrise runs. What's better? Sometimes, in between a thought, a feeling, a fear, a …
Colorado’s first snowfall of the season: September 7, 2020
Earlier this week Colorado got its first snowfall of the season. But the season is still summer, so that’s kinda crazy. I shouldn’t be surprised after living here for three years because by now I’m very familiar with freak snowstorms that come of nowhere, blow through town in a couple days, and leave beautiful warm …
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PART TWO Big Climbs + More Sandwiches + A Trail Run: Showing my FL friends around Colorado by Bike
PART ONE HERE Picking up On Sunday… With a deep ache in my quads (and calves and back and butt) and terror in my heart, I met up with my friends again to head into Boulder and pick up one my friends for another big ride, which I wasn’t sure I’d even be able to …
PART ONE Mountain riding + Sandwiches in the creek: Showing my FL friends around Colorado by Bike
Last Friday two of my friends, Carly and her boyfriend, Andres, flew to Colorado from Tampa, FL where I used to live what feels like…ten years ago. They came into town for some riding, exploring, and catching up and I could not have been more excited to see them. I originally created one long post …
Quarantine Week 7: We’re running out of things to say + missing travel
When quarantine began more than a month ago, I was devastated and scared as the unknowns piled up one after the other. A week went by and I began to feel suffocated by my own walls, the pictures that hang on them, the books on my shelves. Three weeks later the loneliness really took hold …
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Quarantine Week 5: Weekend Riding, Friend Flybys, and my real fears
On my way out of town for a sunny Sunday ride this past weekend, a woman on a bike approaching me quickly pulled her buff up over her face, swerved toward me on the two-way bike path and yelled, “PUT ON A MASK!” Then she kept on riding down the hill toward other cyclists and …
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