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Running nerd. Dog flirter. Sunrise rubbernecker.
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got high in the sierras
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#kearsargepass

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glorious descent to the car

when you forget tio bring shoes to a trail adventure

wildlife greeting at the parking lot

looking back a few miles in

one of many alpine lakes

lauren gregory like

11,790 ft

the view from the pass

fueling while finding cover from the wind

views for days

bullfrog lake

filtering water

last look back at bullfrog

when behind the camera is now in front

cap to a most memorable adventure with the best company

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A week in beautiful Lake Tahoe.

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summer 2018, highlighted by:
- road trip to kings canyon NP and another doozy of a post office inside the park
- squamish 50 (both spectating and racing)
- exploring british columbia for the first time as an adult
- pulled pork pancakes w/jack daniels syrup (you heard me)

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TSP 2026

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Chasing runners @thespeedproject Part III 🔑 Death Valley unlocked

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i was not able to run The Speed Project for the last two years due to health issues and ED recovery. when my @onedayleft.tsp homies invited me back for an even gnarlier adventure, i was apprehensive and unsure, but ultimately decided to say fuck it, and trust my body, my recovery, and my progress.

i won big with that bet.

LA —> LV through Death Valley and some incredibly desolate California desert. we ran 440 miles in 54 hours and 44 minutes; essentially straight through two nights and then some. we came in fourth place after going neck and neck with another strong team at the end, pushing our legs to run fast af miles when we’d already put 45-50 miles on them.

there were lows. my stomach was not having it due some nutrition combos early on. i chugged Imodium and kept going. we ran five hours battling another team in a headwind that was the definition of soul crushing. my electrolytes got imbalanced and that is not a fun ride. during the second night @cplezia could barely keep his eyes open, would then jump out and run, get back in and nod off. i hallucinated a police vehicle that i swore was stopped in front of me while i driving the jeep up some hill in the middle of nowhere. the last morning we ran hill repeats into the wind that made me so nauseous i puked on the side of the road so i could rally.

the lows are nothing, though, when compared to the highs: sunrise over Panamint valley; flying into badwater basin at dusk; feeling so utterly free at 3 am running by moonlight surrounded by mountains that i cried bc that is what it truly means to feel alive; being part of a team whose members are just as hot, dirty, and tired as you are, and battling their own inner voices, but never give up; rediscovering what your body is capable of (sometimes every few hours).

the constant rediscovering of yourself and what you have inside of you alongside friends is what makes these ultras so special, especially after not being able to run them for years. i also find it fitting that i only just now learned where our team name comes from:

“there is only one day left, always starting over: it is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.” —Jean-Paul Sartre.

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2016. I’ll play.

Dang it was a busy year. Lots of first for Bardot. Disneyland, snow, international travel and news that she would be a big sister. Jimmy celebrated his 40th, ran Badwater and had many motivational speaking gigs. We trained for and ran my dream race, Comrades in South Africa. Launched a side hustle business that was a tremendous lesson and tool for growth. Plus it was a lot of fun.

Oh and I’ll save you the gruesome photos of getting the hardware removed from a broken leg and having it get infected from the inside sutures which turned into multiple gaping holes.

Anyways…I’ll take the bad when there is so, so much good.

Cheers to another full of life and shenanigans decade!!

#2016 #2026 #letsgo

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long run on the P2P

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take me back

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This next bit is a bit foggy, bc this is when I personally really started to struggle🥴, & the Universe decided to stack the cards against us as well😆

BUT, our 2nd full night in the Atacama is when shit got REALLY real.

Struggling w/ the fatigue & elevation, our whole crew was wanting shorter relay intervals. We decided to split into 2 trucks of 3 runners that would take turns individually handling 10km segments at a time to allow slightly longer rest intervals for the other half of our runners. I’d agreed to this, hoping/thinking I could do it. however, w/ the cold desert night air, I very quickly realized I couldn’t even just STAND outside the truck without my lungs descending into a full blown spasm that prohibited me from breathing. The pneumonia that I foolishly thought I’d outran earlier in the event, was either still there, or back w/ a vengeance. I felt HORRIBLE, like a failure & burden, asking my small team if I could have a break, when I knew we were all struggling. We HAD been from the start. It was just to the point I realized any of my “efforts” would have diminishing returns.

I slept shivering in all the layers I owned (long sleeved, fleece, puffer coat) & wrapped in a sleeping bag rated to 30 degrees, in a truck with the heat on, yet, I awoke breaking a fever just to realize, our trucks had been stuck at the same point for longer than anticipated… &
I realized my personal setback was the least of our problems!

Not only was I medically in deep shit, we were in the middle of the desert w/ 1 functioning truck, & 6 people. Apparently, it’s possible to fall asleep in a nightmare, and wake up in a better nightmare 😆
#tsp #tspatacam TSP ATA: recap 7

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