Manifest destiny
My first visit to San Francisco couldn’t have come at a better time. Rewind to June 2009: unsure of my …
Monthly Archives: August 2013
Giving tris a try
Prior to meeting Mr. Ironman himself, also known as Jesse, I had set a goal for myself: complete a sprint …
Running: the gateway drug
When I first decided to lose some of the excess weight I gained in college, I had no idea what …
Tracing my roots
My unlikely road to trail running started in the geographical center of Mexico. In February 2010, my employer presented me …
Girl Power?
I’ve never participated in a “women only” event. From the Nike Women’s Marathon to the Zooma Half Marathon to Rambling …
Variety is the spice of (fitness) life
Since the SF Marathon on June 16, I can count the number of times I’ve ran on two hands (two …
Pop goes the weasel
Equinox Pine Street has been my gym of choice since I moved to San Francisco from New York City in …
Marathon training: the good, the bad, and the ugly
When I crossed the finish line at the San Francisco Marathon in 2012, my first thought was “never again.” However, …
Chasing the high
On July 21, 2012 at 20:45, seconds after crossing the finish line at Ironman Lake Placid, I uttered my famous …
Barhopping and racing
In college at UC Santa Barbara (number two party school, thankyouverymuch), I spent more money than I’d like to admit …
Single-tracked Mind 