Dear Dad, I struggled to write this post because it’s Father’s Day weekend and you’re not here. It’s difficult knowing we would’ve been going to the Dodgers game on Saturday because that’s what we did. If the Dodgers were in town during Father’s Day weekend, we’d go see them and get the best seats we…
It’s taken me some time to start and finish writing up this recap of the recently held Ahmanson 12K trail race because, in the past several months, I’ve lost my drive to write. Life has been challenging, but I’m trying to get some of that writing mojo back. This post wasn’t supposed to be my…
February 16th marks one month that my dad has been in a hospital and I can’t even begin to express the difficulties these days have brought, but I’m sure there are people out there who can relate. However, I can sum up how my life has been for the past month: My world has stopped and…
January 1st was to be my first run since Christmas. As I started to move, my legs felt like they had 20-pound cinder blocks attached to them, my breathing felt labored, and it seemed like I was going against 40 mph headwinds. The funny thing was, I was inside on a treadmill, and able to…
It never fails. As usual, I suffered a mixture of excitement and a tinge of anxiety surrounding New Year’s. This happens to me towards the end of every single year. On the one hand, I’m excited about the clean slate and newness, but on the other hand, I dive into this small pool of anxiety…
To say 2018 was a busy, and challenging year would be an understatement. It certainly had its fair share of struggles, and trying hard to have unwavering faith tested me at times. But it was one of the best rewarding running years I’ve ever had and it started on Day 1.
Now that I am 3 weeks removed from the race, I can fully embrace the whole experience and share some post-race thoughts about it.
Pre-Race I was as ready as I’d ever be. I put in my training time as best I could and I knew all of the races I finished this year were an accumulative effort to prepare me for the dance in the desert. Of course, this didn’t seem to curb the nervous and excited butterflies…