Running takes up a lot of my training time…partly because it is a big part of my sport and partly because I like what it does to me. Pilates and Cycling can take lots of expensive equipment, but running has no such requirements. Shorts, shirt, shoes and a place to go…that is all that is … Continue reading Running in the New Mexico Sun…with my son.
Family vacation equals working out?
I run to music every chance I can get. During a competition, it is a penalty, but during practice, it is part of my rhythm. Compare it to reading on the toilet, driving while eating, or watching TV with some other piece of technology in your hand….it just happens. This am, I left to go … Continue reading Share it, don’t keep it
We all have memories of seeing superstar athletes receive awards. As we watch them get introduced and do the steps towards the top of the stage, we all know that there was a dedication and innate talent that lead to that moment, and we all hope beyond measure that this one athlete will have a … Continue reading Just having fun. The story of our National Champion
As men age, the power and effect of competition decreases. As their testosterone levels naturally drop, they lose their need to have an edge as, and winning isn’t as important as their days of youth. And if you believe that, I think there is some glaciers for sale in Arizona that you might be interested … Continue reading Duathlon Worlds, Part 4….the end of my story.
Parenting occurs in the most unexpected of ways, sometimes. At this race, it exceeded my expectations by a lot. On Sunday, I had a scheduling conflict. Our health coach and her husband were to be at our house for 6 hours, and in the middle of that time, Alex and I were scheduled to run … Continue reading An unrelated connection between parenting and winning
In a normal father and son relationship, the dad shows the son how to do something, then the son does it, for the first time, under his father’s supervision. The father corrects the child and encourages the child, in reverse order. Pick the culture, pick the language, pick the time in history….it doesn’t matter. The … Continue reading My son, the half marathoner.
“Good luck!” Been hearing that a lot recently. It is most appropriate. MOST. Arizona is beautiful and full of color. The desert is a great back drop in which to run and cycle my butt off (even though my butt is half of regular size, now). However, my right foot still isn’t a go. Just … Continue reading Good Luck and thanks for all the fish…
For the last few weeks, my right foot has been creating grief...at least that it how I describe it to folks who don't listen. The truth is that I have a control issue. You see, I expect my foot to do what my brain tells it to. I am not alone in this sort of … Continue reading Why is listening to wisdom so difficult?
As I have been training for this event, pretty much everyone in my personal and a whole lotta people in my professional life have heard me say the words, "National Championship" like they have heard "pass the salt, please," at dinner. And a part of this discussion trickled into our home. The other day, we … Continue reading Humbled by a 12 year old.