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And that’s why this year was never about a single race….Finger Lakes was my sixth ultra of the year and….

I woke up on race morning feeling absolutely nothing. Not nervous. Not excited. Not anxious. Not even particularly motivated. Just….

A week after running 50 miles in California in 6 hours and 27 minutes, I got sick. Not tired. Not….

At two in the morning the world feels honest. The noise is gone. The expectations are asleep. What is left….

The air in Sacramento this morning is cold, crisp, unmistakably fall. I step outside, my feet hitting the pavement, and….

There’s a lie we tell ourselves, especially in endurance sports, and it’s subtle enough that most people never question it…..