The Winter Death Race, in many ways the little sibling to the Summer Death Race but not one to be taken lightly. After having spent over twenty one hours helping out at the 2011 Summer Death Race I thought I knew the drill. This is the genius of the Death......
Often we measure the path to greatness in successes and failures. We rejoice in the things we have accomplished and bury the things we have failed at. Can we succeed in failing? Is it possible to not reach the finish line and yet rejoice? We enter races with an eye on......
I sit here and sip my coffee the sun has yet to rise over the Green Mountains. An electricity is in the air, a feeling in the house, it’s race day. For me I will be going for over a marathon. For Jason he will be going after the 100......
It’s strange to say their are people whom are so meaningful in my life and yet, I don’t actually know them. I feel like I know them. I “talk” to them through the media known as Facebook but we have never met in real life. Some of these people know......
Impulse buys, for most people it’s a candy bar at check out, the magazine on the rack or sometimes a new pair of shoes. I have a new found affinity for impulse races. Yes, I decide to do races with little to no notice. I did this with the GORUCK......