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How fucken holly jolly are these beautiful bastards? If you can’t tell, I am proud of this batch of cheery Christmas treats. They…
Training with mostly easy runs and mobility the month of December, and also emphasizing general healing and wellbeing as I cruise through the…
Crescent Moon, Anjaneyasana, presses its way into my practice almost daily. It’s a haven for stability, from feet to shins to quadriceps to…
The Tampa Bay Times Turkey Trot officially rounds off my summer/fall racing season, and my body is beyond ready for lower mileage and…
Thanksgivings are all about mom. Since my sister moved up north and I’ve remained planted in Florida, I am mom’s sole November companion.…
Rachel Dooley is a genuine, powerful, admirable women. She teaches flow and kids yoga regularly, alongside other styles intermingled, at Bella Prana Yoga…
The heat is cranked in the holiday shopping world. Black Friday always involves delicious deals and top-notch gift-buying opportunities, whether in the cyber…
Aside from a Colorado run that filled my soul with happiness, this week was not a strong one. My paces, while pretty good,…
What in the hell is a taquito? Answer: a little bundle of dippable joy. Less metaphoric answer: a rolled taco, usually fried, but…
Colorado is my soul state. We drove to our hotel after a tour of Laws Whiskey distillery Sunday evening, and I peered left…
Much as I love sampling local cuisine, the process of home-to-destination involves a trek through morbidly expensive, often bland airport snack counters. I’m…