In the last week, I have been going back and forth on whether to man up and do Ironman St. George in May. As an unreformed addict, I'm a bit lost...

As I begin writing this post, it is Sunday night, the house is quiet, and I am bluer than B.B. King on a drunken bender. It's nothing unnatural...

So, the Ironman experience is over for the year--for good and for ill. And it bears looking back to see those people and experiences that made...

Maybe it's because this was my best race this year . . . maybe it's because I can't stand having no training schedule and no race calendar, even...

**Editor's note: it is with great pleasure that I bring you a guest contributor, a man who was key in inspiring this blog and my exploits in the...