Rim to Rim to Rim: Anticipation to Euphoria to Del...

How do you begin to write up a continuous 18-hour adventure (not counting the long build-up that preceded), one full of the most indescribable highs and lows, the likes of which insist on playing out in your head well after the stimulus to the emotion has gone? It’s been three full days since we completed our mammoth journey, and I’m still reliving the experience. My mind has created a cycle of sub-par highs and...

This Run Gets to be “Epic”: Pawnee Buc...

Not a recipe post this time, folks, but somewhat food related, and very fitness relevant! Sometimes, experimenting with reductions and alternatives to granulated sugar in cooking and baking, I play this little mental game with myself. I pretend I’m at an impasse with a logical hard-liner who relentlessly quips, “sugar is sugar”. Attempting to not become frazzled, I try to muster knowledge of facts and...

Mt. Evans Ride for Pie (Summer Stone Fruit Pie Rec...

I’ll come clean and say it straightaway…originally I baked this pie (mostly) just so I could tell you about how much fun it is biking up Mt.Evans, but with a legitimate food tie-in, healthy (and healthy-ish) food being the ultimate reason for this blog. The real inspiration to begin with, really was Mt. Evans however, because Mt. Evans, one of Colorado’s spectacular 14ers and home to America’s highest...

A Little Ethiopian Inspiration: Simply Easy Chai (...

If you are here for a recipe, this is definitely one of those posts for quickly scrolling to the end, because what is to follow really is much ado about nothing. Literally, as in rambling explanation of the extended space of nothing separating this entry from the last one. I’ve been slacking off blog time, big-time, lately, but the woeful neglect hasn’t been from lack of thought. In fact, I’ve been burning...

“Money Meal” Lunch (and Phoenix race r...

As of this past weekend, I have a happy new pre-race nutrition routine, at least where marathons and other athletic endeavors that actually  benefit from carbo-loading are concerned: the classic pre-race pasta dinner at lunchtime. I don’t know why I haven’t thought of this before. Then, the best part, a stack of pancakes plus something lip-smacking salty a few hours later (that’s just my personal addition...

Fuel and Gruel: 1st time iron distance

First-time ironman. Alright, first time iron-distance triathlon (same thing, but not quite the same ring). The journey felt never-ending at times, but mostly I never wanted it to end. In hindsight, we must have been crazy, or at least temporarily delusional, when we signed up for what was easily the most mammoth endurance challenge for either of us to date. Dave and his business partner were just launching their own company,...