In the back of a van, along the back road of Oregon, I learned something. Something valuable. Something to treasure. The art of mixing ...

Relentless. If I inspire to be anything, it is relentless. In training, in racing, in pursuit of life goals, I want to be relentless. ...

It seems funny to me that, at this time last week, I was standing in the Oiselle offices star-struck and verklempt (and drinking Starbucks c...

My hair was braided - twice actually. I was clad in worn-in compression shorts, white tank and golden Sparkle Athletics skirt. A reflective...

When my feet first stepped onto the Delta flight en route to Seattle, I was certain that I couldn't be certain of anything about the jou...

For three months, I lived in relative oblivion. I knew how far I'd be running and had done the math about the time between the miles. ...

The bags. They are packed. And, yes, I officially became a Fort Wayne resident this weekend when Mark bought me the Vera Bradley large ...

With a final "sprint" down the street and past my house, my last double day was finished. There was 7.3 miles of northeast In...

Whoever said running is cheaper than therapy apparently didn't have insurance. Mark and I had stopped by the running store on Friday ...

Thirty days - that's all that separates me from being pushed out of a van on the side of the road in Sandy, Ore., and being told to run ...

I remember my first time quite vividly. I was in the not-so-posh Motown Inn outside Dearborn, Mich. There were views of railroad trac...

1. We were in a television doldrum, with the season finale of "Survivor" and having finished "House of Cards" and ...

I have sunshine. I have raindrops on roses. But, dangit, I could use some puppies and rainbows. There's just something about this day, t...

I've been in a funk. A horrible, no good, yell at people for no reason funk since the race on Saturday I can attribute my mood, in par...

They say when life hands you lemons, you should make lemonade. But what happens when life hands you nuun and the opportunity of a lifetime? ...

Geez - I can't get anything past you guys. As the kind comments deduced, it was me turning 32 yesterday. Thirty-friggin-two. It's ...