An Outdoor Bride's Version of Cold Feet

This is not rhetorical: Is there a point where rad people doing badass sh!t don’t second guess the intentions of chasing epicness?...

A Little Dirt Never Mattered

I remember the last time we talked before you fell. You, my dad, my uncle, and I had lunch at the pizza place around the corner. ...

If you like beards, beer, and bratwurst (double entendre intended), Asheville is your kind of place. The mountain town has been on my...

Let's set the record straight. I do not believe in the runner's high. I grapple with the logic of participating in long-distance...

My Christmas trip to the Adirondacks could not be topped. The trails were quiet and Jordan’s marriage proposal just below the windy...

Reflections on traveling, training, and finding happiness