Race Ipsa Loquitur

Two years ago, the letters "DNF" meant nothing to me. Nor did the letters "DNS." Despite running some road races, I'...

The racing season hasn't exactly started off with a bang. After missing the Spartan SoCal due to weather and air traffic control (thanks...

So the world didn't end today, though judging by the looks of the weather outside here in Chicago, it may still choose to do so. I guess...

You all can blame WTM 2011 for me entering into the blogosphere. It's because of that race that you feel obliged to read my unimportant ...

No, not like booze hangover. I wish. Back to work, back to the grind, and thanking the higher powers I'm a desk jockey. Sitting is the...

Goodbye, warm-weather racing It's that time of year again. The time when I dig out my boxed up hats, gloves, snow boots, and full-le...

Excelling at 2nd, again. Actually, this was the beginning of excelling at 2nd. The second ever World's Toughest Mudder is rapidl...