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World Gravel Series: the recon “Come on, let’s just go and do it. I’ll find a bike and it’ll be fun!” We were talking about a gravel race
Volcano runs One minute I was jogging easily along the singletrack circling the volcano, singing along to some goddawful 90s’ disco hit. The next I was sprawled full length
REST DAY The two most dreaded words on the training plan… Backside wedged between two cushions and laptop balanced precariously on my knees, I glance yet again at the clock
It’s not your foot To those of you who read what used to be regular updates, you’ve probably figured I’ve done something to myself. No racing, no reports… and
Tales of the Little Cabbage Learning to think like a pro It could have been Angry Bird, The Champ, The Captain… maybe even an agressive Honey Badger or something
Thank you Marc! For making me believe in myself Back in Autumn of 2011, I was a wannabe triathlete recovering from a femoral neck stress fracture. In 2015, I