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The Adventure of a Lifetime. Almost.

It was going to be this incredible adventure. This accomplishment that I’d been waiting to accomplish since I first started craving the taste of adventure. It had always been a “some day” until one day I realized it was someday. I couldn’t comprehend it until I was in it: because it was almost unreal. DAY 1. On…
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It’s not everyone’s fairy tale, but it’s mine. [Killington SR: Year 4]
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If there’s one feeling I would call the ‘best feeling in the world,’ it’s the feeling of accomplishing something that was once surely ‘IMPOSSIBLE.’ And, when I couldn’t help make that happen for someone, I left the ‘Mile 3’ marker behind, now alone, being pushed hard by a fire fueled with a very different feeling:…
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Grip Strength, Clown Masks, and a Walmart Parking Lot.
Spartan races have given me everything from adrenaline and pride, to laughs and tears, to bruises and peanut butter sandwiches, to near hypothermia and a conditioned response of joy at the sound of a cow bell… but what I’m most thankful for is the feeling. On race days we are excited, triumphant, encouraged – but…
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Before you give up on fitness… #JABSSTRONG
It’s not about miraculously becoming a skinny person. Or… POOF! abs of steel. It’s not about running a 5 minute mile, or climbing Mt. Everest. It’s not about lifting what the Crossfit and powerlifting dudes and chicks are lifting in the weight room, or being able to become a pretzel in the yoga studio. It’s not about…
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The ups and downs of Killington, and the ups and downs of getting there
BACKGROUND 10 years ago I couldn’t run a mile; I couldn’t do one pushup. Yesterday I ran the Spartan Beast at Killington solo and missed only 2 obstacles (one being that damn spear throw). I was a chubby kid, not athletic, and shy. When you mix those things in a school setting, kids laugh, confidence…
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To find the words..
It’s been some time since I last wrote. Actually, its even been some time since we finished the trip. Every time I thought I could sit down and come up with something I just stared at the screen, too overwhelmed to turn thoughts into words. Of course I’ve been asked over and over to talk…
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600 kilometers, 600 bruises, and 600 ‘thank yous’
We’ve reached Nantes, and with that, passed our 600km mark. Our progress has been considerably slower than we anticipated because of the cold… which has also not been quite as we anticipated: Highs of 2° C or less by day, with icy nights to follow – an unusually cold French winter. But rather than cycling,…
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The simple struggles and simple luxuries
Today I write from Sean’s phone using McDonnalds’ WiFi. We spent last night in a hotel after our hardest day to date, and today, as per Sean’s executive decision and the snow, we’ve stayed put. When we left Paris Tuesday morning we rode through the Arc de Triumph: The craziest roundabout in the world. Our…
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Arrivée á Paris!
We must have ridden 100 km yesterday, but we didn’t (couldn’t) FIND Paris. I bought a GPS our first day in Beauvais because I knew we would get lost. It helped until it ran out of battery 40 km into our ride. We rode through beautiful countryside and through cute old towns. Every few minutes…
