Maybe you’ve seen the viral video posted on YouTube – it’s of a boy who rode his bike by himself for the first time.
He struggles for how to describe it.
“I feel… I feel… I feel… I feel… I feel happy of myself,” he exclaims. Continue reading
This year was supposed to be the Year of No Injuries.
The universe, it seems, had other plans. Continue reading
I’ve been learning the fine art of triathlon coaching since January from my friends at Well-Fit Triathlon & Training center. I say “art,” because I think a person could read all the books in the world on science, fitness and health, and not know how to approach a given athlete’s needs. Continue reading
“You’re a triathlete.”
That’s what the BF whispered into my ear as he got up from the table at my celebratory breakfast to head to the bathroom. Then he kissed me on the cheek.
I grinned really big. And then my eyes welled up. Continue reading
On this, the morning of what I hope is my last podiatrist appointment until I have a head full of gray hair, I told my trainer: “I have a new goal… I want to do a triathlon, a sprint triathlon.”
“Your goal,” he kindly but sternly said, “should be to have two shoes.” Continue reading