Don’t cry… it’s just a cacti!

Race days begin in the dark. The alarm goes off and we don’t hit the snooze button. Instead of burrowing back into the covers, we breathe deep, feeling our ribs expand and our lungs swell with air. We take a minute to wake up our muscles, stretching our limbs (or what’s left of them), beforeContinue reading “Don’t cry… it’s just a cacti!”

Taming Kong

It had been a night of little sleep when I glanced down at my gas gauge and realized I needed to stop and refuel before heading home. I could feel time piling up on itself, keeping me from my bed. I remember looking in the mirror at the gas station. My eyes were ringed withContinue reading “Taming Kong”