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Valentine’s Day Memories of Love Notes, Nutella, Projectile Vomit, and Bicycles.

I won!

I composed a love note on Valentine’s Day last year for my partner while sprawled across the backseat of my van with my shammies pulled down to my knees and a spoon of Nutella in my mouth. It was 2 a.m; we were racing duo at 24 Hours in the Old Pueblo for our second

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Hey Flagstaff! 10 reasons why you should race the #Grizzly100 with Artec and me next year

100 miles in Big Bear Lake

During the summer I refuse to leave Flagstaff’s 7,000-foot oasis to visit certain places. Phoenix is first on my list of “oh hell no” destinations. Southern California–especially the inland part of southern California–is next on my list. If given the choice, why would anyone subject themselves to places like Needles and Barstow when you could drive

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Telluride 100 – How I Threw the Pain Cave Under the Bus

You’re going to hate me for saying this. The Telluride 100 climbs 14,000 feet up and over some of the biggest mountain passes in Colorado and my body didn’t hurt during any of it. A half mile from the top of Last Dollar Pass, no more than 30 minutes from the finish line, I started

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I CAME IN LIKE A WRECKING BALL (and somehow won another race)

A few weeks ago, one of my young climbing partners (he’s twenty-four-years-old, complete with two adorable dimples and the cockiest grin this side of the Mississippi) told me I should invite our friend Jaclyn to a bike race. Jaclyn’s early-twenties heart had recently been ripped out of her chest by a mutual friend, and I

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My First 24 Hour Mountain Bike Race

I bailed on a climbing trip to compete in a 24 hour mountain bike race over Halloween weekend. My friends thought I was nuts. While they climbed–in costume–at Indian Creek, I raced solo in 25 Hours in Frog Hollow. I showed up to the race by myself, not knowing a single person there. I felt

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