The Nuts are Falling

It’s autumn here in Pennsylvania. As I type this I look at the thermometer and the temperature has dipped to…

Marshman: A Tale of Grass and Men

A tale of grass indeed . . . No, not that kind of grass. All right, I know triathletes probably seem…

My level of enthusiasm was not high as I unloaded Rakita from her rack on the back of the car.…

I was reviewing threads on a popular triathlon website yesterday and one thread in particular caught my eye. “What sport…

You know things like a hot cup of coffee, clean clothes, music . . . peeing. Yes, you read that…

After checking one last time to make sure I had water, and a bit of nutrition I hit “Start” on…

Unless you are living under a rock you know the latest phone app sweeping the country is Pokemon Go. The…

I wonder how many Yogi Bear Yoga jokes there really are? Hundreds? Thousands? None? A quick Google shows at least…

A thorough bike fitting . . finally.

Authors Note: There isn’t going to be a lot of pictures with this one. Yesterday I ran a clothing optional 5k.…

The school bus filled with tired runners rolled slowly along Route 380 toward Pocono Summit, PA. We were all sitting…

It’s 4:50am. I am standing in the gym lobby warily eyeing up those around me to identify the competition .…