Without a doubt – the best (and hardest) race I have ever been a part of.
It’s taken 2 weeks for my legs to forgive me, and I only managed 12 miles of it. 1,188 more words
I’ve found some amazing trails up behind Chanctonbury Ring. Single track Mountain Bike trails that you can fling yourself down with childlike abandon. Jumping over logs and skipping over tree roots whilst barely maintaining control on the steep descents. 166 more words
In the hospital two days before he passed, my father was so eager to hear every detail about my upcoming collegiate track race. At the time, I didn’t have the heart to tell him that I had just been diagnosed with a stress fracture in my fibula and would not be racing. 381 more words