Sitting on our farm stoop this fall evening as the corn dries, almost ready to be picked, my mind wanders to my grandfather, who was plucked away from me almost three years to the day. I am grateful for his lessons, for his joy, his laughter, his devotion. “There is something new to learn every day,” he would say. I learned from him that to reap the best harvest, one must first sow the right seeds, tend the fields, and then, only after a full season of work, can the farmer enjoy the bounty of his efforts...
Your character is defined by your habits, your habits are built upon your repeated actions, and the good news is, you have the power to change what you do. We all have something in our lives we want to change, but nothing is going to happen unless we do something about it. I know you have something you want to, nay, you need to fight for, and the first step starts by voicing what that is...
This was the first stand alone half marathon I have ever done. It’s safe to say that I’m not a huge fan of running, but this past year I’ve been doing more of it. My buddy, Brian Forman, tricked me into doing triathlons by starting me with the gateway sport, the sprint, and promising me free food at the end...
Almost 7 years ago to the day, it was a beautiful September day before the leaves had fallen. The sun warming my shoulders as I sped over rolling hills, and wind gently moving through tall grass and corn fields. I never imagined the endurance even could be easy, but I was having the best race day of my life. Over four hours in, and I was zipping over 23 mph to the second giant loop when my stomach started to gurgle...
Excuse my language, but really?... Come on, how the hell did he beat me by 30 damned seconds?
Brian Forman and I have been competing in triathlons since 2004, and when we planned to do the Kona 70.3 Ironman, we had some serious rivalry going between us...
Nearly 6 years ago to the day, I did the Oceanside 70.3 Ironman in California. Having done the full Wisconsin Ironman in 2008, I was pretty sure of myself. This was going to be a piece of cake...
Chained there sat the two most unlikely characters, one beauty dressed in white and her friend in a shade of dark grey, having an elegant charm, both old souls resting under the shade of an umbrella. Across their faces lie their stories for the passer-by to read, inviting them in to engage in conversation...
