This has been a nutty year in terms of working out. I guess it’s because I have not had a stupid hard goal to shoot for like another Ironman or something. My available training time has been reduced down to what resembles that small half-eaten leftover sliver of pie. I’ve been handcuffed to hour-long runs and rides and while it’s better than nothing, it is tough to stay motivated. With the limited time available, I started ramping up my trail running. I can get some good fitness gains trail running here in Colorado in a short amount of time, and while riding bikes is my first love, I’ve really started to embrace trail running as an escape to my chaotic life. A fter a few consistent 20+ mile weeks, my ‘A Type’ brain decided it was time to do the unthinkable and sign up for another event. I pulled the trigger on a trail marathon in Colorado Springs that is in October and put together a running plan consisting of 30-45 miles a week to train. Super stoked to have a goal in mind,
A wheel is continuous, no beginning and no end. The wheel is held true by spokes. It is these spokes that make up our lives. These are my spokes.