Race weekends offer something special to me, a chance to compete, see friends and step into a world were talks about obstacles, barbed wire, mud and fire are the norm. As I headed to my office the old Soul II Soul song played silently in my head. I wanted to......
Here I am today, sitting on a plane, headed back to Vermont,back to my everyday life. Most of the world is completely unaware of what has transpired over the past two days. It is again as I said before when I wrote about the BEAST, “From the outside looking in......
As with most races when they happen, I black out, the actualrace is always a blur. I struggle after the fact to recall all the obstacles inthe correct order. I go into what I call “go mode” when I slip into this statethere is no before, there is no after,......
PRE-RACE Race day, this race day was like no other I haveexperienced. The Championship Heat was slated to start at 3:30pm. We would be the final heat of the day, the last group to finish out the 2011 Spartan Race Season. As I lay in bed willing myself to sleep......
As I sit in on the plane back to Vermont, I take a momentand reflect upon the last not even 48 hours. As race weekends are always a blurof old friends, new friends, small chitchat, race day stress, the agony of defeat coupled with the glory of victory. For truly......