smothered potato breakfast enchiladas
Got mash? Thanksgiving means leftovers, and leftovers usually means mashed potatoes are stacked aplenty in the fridge. I’m actually kinda proud of myself…
Emphasis on heart openers was no accident in my inaugural group yoga class. For one, I taught to a wonderful community of swimmers…
Week three yielded one of my best long runs in quite some time. A few days felt less stifling than prior, though the…
I eat salmon at least once per week, often twice, sometimes more. Though performance doesn’t require consumption of animal or fish proteins, and…
Florida won’t relent with neither the heat nor the rain. Several days in a row now the streets and sidewalks slicken with puddles…
Volunteer efforts during the High Lonesome 100 ultramarathon occupied much of our short expedition in Salida. Even so, the small town layered quite…
I promised myself, after running the Big Sur Marathon in April on limited, injurous, highly-flawed training, that I’d approach running more intelligently in…
Time and again I return home from work frazzled. Employment in a high-volume, time-sensitive coffee shop tends to wriggle me into a stressed…
Alarms twinkled and beeped at 2am on Saturday morning. July 27. We’d landed midday Friday at Denver International, kept the atmosphere calm after…
Jen and I connected through our 200-hour yoga teacher training at Bella Prana Yoga & Meditation. She runs the plant-based nutrition counseling service…
Swimming is harder than most give it credit for. Sure, joint stress is drastically mitigated due to the lack of impact and break…