A tribute to a trio of relatives—my grandmother, grandfather and great-uncle—who challenged themselves in the San Juan Mountains in mind-blowing ways that inspire me as a mountain runner.
Thoughts & tips on running Central Park, plus recommendations on where to stay, eat and go based on our family vacation. (Original post from 2012 updated with new restaurant and hotel recommendations from 2017, and snow pics!)
Could I successfully race for three days straight? Could the organizers pull off their idea for a trail-running “festival”? How the heck would they shuttle hundreds of runners for hours each day to trailheads on the edges of the national parks? Turns out, the transportation became a part of the adventure.
From my perspective as a child growing up in Ojai, the mountains that make up the Nordhoff Ridge always looked so big and far away. I could only reach them on horseback. On my last visit, I decided to step out of my comfort zone of running familiar streets and go up and along the […]
After five days and some 60 miles on the trail, I felt far more fulfilled than fatigued, perhaps because, as John Muir once said, “In every walk with nature, one receives far more than he seeks.”
Fish-outta-water is how I felt while boarding a bus at the San Antonio airport to drive two hours with dozens of military men and women, all of us headed to a trail-running camp at a remote Christian-oriented, no-frills outdoorsy outpost called Camp Eagle. Team Red White & Blue, a nonprofit devoted to improving the lives of […]
This Oct. 9 – 12 I’ll be in Rocksprings, Texas, with Liza Howard and several other top-level trail runners for the Team RW&B Trail Running Camp. Find out what it’s all about and consider joining us.
Living near Telluride during July humbled and inspired me. Here are some memories from Hardrock, Kendall Mountain and more.
If you want to experience one of New Zealand’s best Great Walks—or just see some beautiful photographs—follow this guide for planning and hiking the Routeburn. We did the 20-miler in one unforgettable day.
Two days before the race, I felt heavy-legged and thought, “I am not ready for this terrain.” But the dense, fecund forest of crown ferns and towering beech trees, which are garnished with clumpy moss, tangled vines, Frisbee-sized mushrooms and dripping moisture, enchanted me.