Bandera 50k


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Running Bandera started off my year of racing. It’s always a little hard for me to get back into the racing mindset. I love to push myself, but am usually not to concerned with my place. My hope is to enjoy the day and have a satisfying experience.

I started Bandera off fast to see how my legs could handle a quick start for future races. I was most definitely out of shape and the run hurt, especially once I started cramping 20 miles into it.  The Texas clay gripped to my shoes and added some good weight training throughout the day. It was quite comical to witness people continue to stop and knock it off only to have a few more lbs added the next step. I also found it interesting when one layer would fall off one shoe but remained caked to the other, leaving you 2 inches raised on one side with the additional bonus of one weighted down foot. The clay combined with a multitude of loose rock allowed me plenty of variation to focus on as the day slipped away and the finish approached.

Bandera road runner

The roadrunner and myself kicking it after the race.

I was trying to run the race pretty minimal with calories and water to get use to the struggles that await in future races. Maybe a little to minimal as about an hour into the race I was starting to get a little hungry. I thought back to my prep in the morning and realized I forgot to eat breakfast. Oops. I never bonked through the race, but road the line between fat burning and in-need of some food. Good thing my friend Darrel was there at the finish with some delicious wine, bacon and other goodies to enjoy the day and refuel the body.

All in all I had a great time at Bandera, got my butt out of hibernation, came away with a w and realized I have some work to do as I aim for my goal races over the year. I am right where I want to be. Out of shape and hungry to amp up the training and see what 2013 has in-store.

A HUGE thank you to Joe & Joyce Prusaitis for putting on such a great event! I have really enjoyed my time in Texas these last couple years. The whole Texas community is so warm and friendly with many smiling faces to talk with before, during and after the event. Wonderful to meet you all, especially all the fast kids who were there to cheer me in at the finish!

Bandera kidsI better watch out for these fast kids in a few years 😉

Picture: Olga King

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The North Face

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I am honored to announce I am officially a part of The North Face global athlete team. This is such a huge opportunity with unending possibilities. I feel so blessed and grateful to join such an outstanding company and a team of athletes that inspire me to live my dreams.

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I remember being this little kid, freezing my butt off in Wisconsin winters, chipping ice off my drive way so I could play basketball. I spent countless hours trying to chip the ice away so I could practice dribbling figure-eights between my legs and perfecting a layup. I would not go to bed until I made 10 free-throws in a row. I wanted to be a professional athlete. I remember late nights with callused, burning hands from the cold. I didn’t want to stop. I did not want to go to bed. I wanted to push myself and be the best I could at what I enjoyed.

Many years have passed since then. That little stubborn kid still exists and has found a new passion for running in the mountains that grows and grows each day. I love it. I feel so alive, content, wild, peaceful and free. Some may think you need to travel far to discover true happiness. I hope to keep exploring this beautiful world, but I believe true happiness is blissful contentment within each moment. I try to be happy all the time; I fail. I’m always called back to the realization that I don’t need to try so hard, I should just be. Whether that be sitting by myself, rocking my son to sleep, taking a walk, a run, even washing dishes or taking out the recycling. I need to remember true happiness is always within.

2012 was epic. 2013 has many things to look forward to as well. I hope to keep enjoying the highs with the lows, learning from my struggles and always moving forward, staying focused and giving my all in everything I do. I’m very blessed and not a moment goes by that I’m not grateful and thank God for all that I have. I hope my passion for running can spark something in others to discover their bliss, wherever they are and in whatever they do.

Spending countless moments outside connecting with nature, family and friends is good for the soul. As my career progresses forward, I look forward to many incredible times with my North Face family. There is something truly special when you travel by foot over many miles; you find out who you are and just how much strength you have to persevere. It’s just as tough mentally as it is physically and running for a day through the mountains humbles you and also magnifies the beauty and strength of our earth. I look forward to partaking in these journeys and experiences with fellow teammates that will push me to new highs and also form life long bonds in sharing these memories with friends.

Thank you The North Face for making this possible.



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Cheers to thee New Year

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Finish TNF EC. Photo: Brett Rivers

This past year brought many emotions that I will remember forever. Thank you for following my journeys with continual love and support! It’s fun to reflect on this past year, but more so, I look forward to continuing on, seeing where my feet will take me next.

My last race of 2012, was an enjoyable 50k with my wife Krista in San Francisco at The North Face Endurance Challenge. It was a wonderful run together, not worrying about anything, but enjoying each moment, talking, laughing, slipping and sliding in the muddy trails. It was a 6hr date, which was another highlight of my year. I learned, no matter what speed you go, ultra’s are tiring and a lot of work, but always rewarding in the end. It’s always fun to see racing from another perspective, giving me the time to appreciate and thank all the volunteers and organizers who take many hours to put on the best race they can.

Also this year, I jumped into Race Directing for the Enchanted Forest Wine Run half-marathon and 5k and also joining in at the SOB 50m/50k run. WOW, RDing is a lot of work and it really makes me appreciate what so many people do, so we can enjoy trails with other like minded people through out the year.

2013 is going to be an incredible journey! I’ll be traveling much more and hopefully enjoying the opportunity to see many parts of the world I have not visited yet! After a few early season races in the States, I’ll be traveling to New Zealand for the Tarawera 100k, possibly Transvulcania in the Canary Islands and to Europe for UTMB. I’ve never been to any of these places and feel so privileged that putting one foot in front of the other is giving me the opportunity to see the world.

I look forward to keeping you updated here and on my Facebook page. Thank you for following and being apart of my life. Many blessings to all of you as you continue on your path. I hope it finds you well and I run into along the way.


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It’s a thing: what would i do. #wwid 😉

By wwid, I mean, take ownership for yourself and stop worrying about what other people are doing. Make the best choice and think “what would i do”.

Sometimes it’s hard to take responsibility for yourself. You feel as if you don’t know the correct path, but if you listen, silently to yourself, you would realize you know exactly what to do. Be patient, be mindful, take a deep breath and listen. You are wiser than you give yourself credit.

I have people ask me questions on how they should eat, train and race. I love giving my opinions, but I am not an expert on what will work best for you. I think it is wise to hear other people’s opinions and see if they work into your lifestyle or maybe an idea you have not thought of. Please keep the questions coming; I am happy to help.

Why I bring this up, is because I was dealing with a bum knee after my last 100 mile run. I had ambitions of running another 100 this year and to run the TNF 50 this coming weekend. My knee did not heal itself until just a few weeks ago, which has made it difficult to do the races I would have liked.

The body is smart and it is wise to listen. I see many people including myself push their bodies just a wee too much, resulting in injuries that take months or longer to get back. I would love to see less people get injured and enjoy the activities they love.

So instead of following what this person or that person is doing, listen to your body, experiment and see what works best for you. Maybe a paleo diet or fruit diet or running 200 miles a week works for some people, but before you decide to follow what so and so does, check in with yourself and listen to yourself. I think it’s great to get pointers from people who have had positive outcomes from ideas they have researched and tried out. But before you decide that’s how you are going to improve in your sport or health make sure it’s not giving you negative results.

I wanted to push myself back into shape and race this coming weekend. I decided to check in with myself and realized my body needed more rest. I’m definitely bummed I’m not going to be at the starting line for a super competitive race, but I run for true happiness, to feel alive and there is many more chances to race.

Instead I will be going for a run with my wife, not worrying about time, but living in the moment and enjoying the day. I’m excited to still take part in The North Face event, running the 50k and still getting to celebrate the day with all of my ultra running family. It will be a pleasure to enjoy the trails with you all.

My hope is that people can become more conscious, mindful and body aware. The more you understand what works for you the more you can enjoy life and be happy! Lets all be self-aware, think #wwid, thank the volunteers, encourage all the runners, and celebrate the day.

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Run Rabbit Run 100 2012

Twenty miles into the inaugural Run Rabbit Run 110 mile race and I was cashed.  Around mile 24, as i was hiking pretty trivial grade, I couldn’t believe how dead my body was. The surrounding Emerald Mountains were breathtaking, the single track was very cruise-able and I floundered around gasping for air wondering what in the hell was going on. I’m not sure how my body and mind were destroyed so early on, but I pushed on. I’m not satisfied with how my race played out, but content that i moved forward when the going was rough and I accomplished my main goal of finishing the race.

The struggle that took place at Run Rabbit will be seared into my mind for years to come. This race did exactly what I came there for, to be humbled, to be shaken, to be tested. I only wish I could have had a little more fire. I came into this race physically and mentally drained. All my effort as of late has been plugged into our little one. I race because I love to run and play in the woods. Family will always come first but sometimes it’s a little hard to let the ego take a hit and remain focused on what I want to accomplish in life, to be a good father.

We took a road trip to Steamboat Springs a few weeks before the event. With our 2-½ week old baby boy, we packed every last inch with running attire, diapers, wipes and butt paste. We were set. We had some accommodations set up thanks to Fred (Thank you so much!) and were going to spend the next few weeks of our lives getting to know our newborn son and play out in the mountains as much as we could. I climbed up Mt. Werner daily or nightly, whichever one worked into our lives. We went on hikes to waterfalls and soaked in hot springs. It was a great holiday! Then night would come and as I like to get a little rowdy at night, so does my son.  He likes to wiggle and move and it seems to really click for him around 1 or 2 am. He’s honestly been an amazing kid and I think I get way more sleep than most new parents, but I like my sleep and these past few weeks sleep is done in wee chunks. And so it goes.  So grateful to share this time with my family and literally watch my boy grow.

Photo: Kellei Martin

The race started at 1p and took us straight up the gondola from 7,000 to 10,000 ft. This was a beautiful way to start the day and I only wish there were more climbs like that throughout the race. We all hiked our way to the top and hopped onto the beautiful Mountain View single-track ,over to Long Lake (mile 12). This all felt effortless and I was excited what the day would bring. If the first 12 miles were this easy, I thought it could only mean good things for the rest of the 100. Wrong.

Start. Photo: Irunfar

Mike Wolfe and I shared these miles and were able to catch up and enjoy the mountains together. We scrambled down Fish Creek Falls trail, which was a nice and technical descent back into town. This was one of my favorite parts of the course and it was just as much fun going back up hours later.  There were beautiful waterfalls; you could hear the creek flowing peacefully and the whole arena was outlined with beautiful Aspen fall colors.

Early on. Photo: Matt Trappe

Then we hit the 3.5-mile pavement section back to the high school (mile 22), where the rest of the gang caught up. Dave James took the lead as we buzzed into town pretty fast. I was glad to get to the aid station, as I was silly and only rolled with one water bottle and was out for over 4 miles.  Once I met my crew I drank a ton of water, but foolishly kept going with only one bottle. This was a pretty hot section of the day and this dehydration really cost me later in the race.

Nice view. Photo: Matt Trappe

We rolled the mile over to Olympian Hall and started another hands on knees hike up to a dirt road and through the Emerald Mountains. Again, the hike up was fun, but once the grade turned to run-able, my body shut down. Dave, Jason, Dylan and Wolfe were all in front and I couldn’t stay with them; hell I couldn’t even run. So I did what I could, I would run for a second and then hike and repeat for the next 4-5 miles. No one else was catching me, but I figured it wouldn’t be long. 25 miles into a race, yet it felt like 80, this was not my ideal scenario.

Emerald Mountains. Photo: Matt Trappe

I finally got up top and started cruising on the beautiful Ridge trail. I was hoping the downward momentum would inspire a little kick in the pants, but it was actually more of a kick to the groin. I still had nothing and once again I was out of water. I was doing everything I could to stay positive, but thus far it was just one of those days where you turn around with your tail between your legs and you head back home. Unfortunately this was a race and fortunately I’m stubborn, I continued on.

Reaching Cow Creek aid (mile 29) I pounded water, grabbed TWO handhelds and tried to gain my composure.  It sure was good to see my crew and joke about how bad I felt. Apparently Wolfe was having a rough go at it too as he was hanging out at the aid station too. This is when what everyone was hoping to happen took place. All the talk on irunfar about the battle between Wolfe and I happened on the next few miles of flat dirt road. We busted out of the aid station where Wolfe built a little bit of a gap. We were easily flying 11-12 minute miles on this section with only a few miniscule walk breaks. We chatted, gasped for air, choked down some honey stingers and fiercely elbowed for top position to the single track. This is when Wolfe made his move. Those 11 minute miles were killing me so I backed off and succumbed to some powerless hiking and weaving and let him and his shinny headlamp get away.

High School. Photo: Irunfar

This single-track section on the Beall trail was spectacular, but I was in the depths of defeat, having Karl fly by me and watching the immaculate sunset fade into the distance while witnessing the trail turn to dark. Oops, I forgot a light, so I spent the next 5 miles wondering around the trails hopefully in the right direction. This section eventually turned really fun. I basically gave up on finishing in the top 5 and was wondering if I really wanted to push on. I did get to see a few porcupines over the next few miles and almost stepped on one because I couldn’t see very well at all. Porcupines are very cool, bushy creatures and I did contemplate petting one with my leg so I could have a good reason to end my deflated race. However through all my whining I tried to remain positive, always telling myself that it could turn around. I eventually ran up on some others that were in the race and bummed their flashlight beam before deciding to keep plugging along. I was actually really enjoying the dark. It was peaceful, still and it felt more like a run instead of a race.

I finally hit the steep down flop section through tall grass and brush. I tripped a few times, but really flew down the hill to Olympian Hall and my crew (mile 40). I was in much better spirits and finally excited to be running again. Goo’s were not really working the best for me so I filled one bottle with water and the other with Sierra Mist. I put on my Spry Vest from UltrAspire that had everything I needed for the long night ahead of me and was off.

Night running. Photo: Matt Trappe

I was stoked to be feeling better and the huge crowds that were at the ballpark partying and playing kickball were getting really rowdy and fun! There was a bunch of them cheering and they really started to yell when I did a couple fist pumps. Then one guy handed me a PBR. I was having a blast and really didn’t want to explain to the whole crowd that I’m gluten free and I don’t drink beer…so I took a chug and went on my way. They loved it and I have to say it was a refreshing drink of PBR.

I meandered my way back to the high school and to the start of another big climb (4000ft) up Fish Creek Falls gnarly trail and into the wild where the only light was headlamps and stars. This section I finally got somewhat into a groove. I was having fun, not worrying about the other runners and enjoying some “me” time out on the trail. I started passing a lot of the early starters and really enjoyed some night running. I’ve never run through a whole night and I was very interested in running the whole night and seeing the sunrise in the morning.

I made it up to Long Lake AS (mile 50ish) still in good spirits, but really cold. The temperature at 10,000ft was quite cool. So I put on some arm sleeves and proceeded forward. The people at Long Lake aid were really jolly, so I hung out for a minute and received word that I was getting closer to the top runners.

Hanging at the aid. Photo: Irunfar

The next section over to Summit Lake aid station (mile 57) was long with only a slight ascent the whole way. Along this route we hit the high point of 10,700ft, I kept moving on this trail, but definitely walked too much, feeling the effects of running at altitude. My stomach was just off all day. Nothing terrible, but every time I took a gel I would feel pretty nauseous for a while. So my calories turned to Sierra Mist which worked basically till the finish. On this stretch I passed James and had reports that Karl was really close. I couldn’t believe with the day I was having that I moved into 3rd, but it’s amazing what putting one foot in front of the other can accomplish.

The next section was just a steady descent down a rugged dirt road. Miles ticked slowly by, everything seemed in slow motion, but every step meant I was closer to my destination. In the mist of my struggles, the stars kept reminding me of the miracle and freedom of simply running. Even when things seem difficult I’m constantly reminded that each moment I’m in nature, breathing in fresh air and being free, is pure bliss.

I made it to Dry Creek aid (mile 64…I think…I’m really not sure any more) station, and weaved the next 5-miles through a beautiful trail and over many bridged creek crossings. I ran this section before the race and knew it well, but in the dark every mile feels new and unique.  I passed Karl then Dylan on my way to the turn around at the high school. They were between 10-14 minutes ahead respectively, I was pretty impressed Karl had taken up the lead and he didn’t look like he was going to give it away. I saw some raccoons, they were cute, but they wouldn’t move. Boogers.

I was a little out of it these last two times I would see my crew. I made poor choices in what I predicted to be my needs for the rest of the trip. Making my way back to Dry Creek with around 30 miles to go, I knew it was going to be a hard section, but I still underestimated it and didn’t really take into account that I was going to be running this section between 3-9 in the am. I was sick of goo’s and not fueling properly. I was getting really tired, but weary of what caffeine would do to my stomach. In most races I try to avoid caffeine and in this particular situation ,I should have tested it out more prior to race day. I kept drinking coke at the aid stations, but whatever little amount of caffeine that gave me, I’m sure I could have used much more. I was so tired and with little desire to fight for this win.

Somewhere in the mist of a long season of running, witnessing my son being born and trying to train sleep-deprived, I lost my hunger to win. I thought maybe the idea of running after the $10,000 carrot would inspire some juice to push me forward, but I felt week, I felt uninspired. My only desire was to get back down the mountain and snuggle with my son. The only problem was that I had 20 some odd miles left with knees that felt like Tonya Harding was out on the course working on her swing. I had a picture in my vest of my son. I took it out to look at, ask him for help and see if he could awake the dead. It put a tear in my eye, I wanted to win this for him, but I just couldn’t move any faster. I walked. I groaned. Trying desperately to move forward which felt pathetic and disappointing. I thought of the hours I spent training when I could have been staring at my son. I thought of the parent I want to be – there for him, but also allowing him the freedom to be himself. Yes, I’m his father but confident independence is something I hope to instill. It’s ok to be alone in your own space, in your own mind; your mind and imagination are pathways to freedom. Anywhere you are, you can be free, you can be spacious and still, running or sitting, it’s all the same. I digress.

Last stop with crew for the night. Photo: Irunfar

Moving past Summit Lake with only 2 aids left and within grasp of 2nd place I carried on. This next section, time stood still, I felt like every turn should be the path to Long Lake, but it never came. I watched the sunrise from the East. I’ve heard of people getting a second wind once the dawn blossoms. I felt like crawling in a hole. I sang a few songs, but my throat was hoarse. This made me laugh. I started to find myself humorous, a regular Jerry Seinfeld. I think I made up some good one-liners, or maybe my mind was just slipping, neurotic, sleep-deprived, hysteria…I’ve reached the edge. All is well.

I luckily have a short-term memory problem. I forget how much these races can hurt. You would think I’ve figured that out by now, but for many good reasons I sign up for another one. I want to see where that journey will lead me. I’m never disappointed, trail runs lead me to the place I want to be all the time. Once I have that awakened glimpse, I want to bring that presence into my day-to-day endeavors. I normally don’t feel normal in this crazy world, running helps. It’s peaceful, it allows me to breath, immerse back into society and be positive, maybe inspire some, remembering patience is key. Running has made me a better person and even if some days a run feels a little uncomfortable, the rewards I reap within are astounding.

On my way to the last aid station at the top of Mt Werner I started to pass all the 50-mile participants. They looked so fresh and so clean. I did not, I felt like a zombie, I tried to say hi to everyone, but am not completely sure words came out. They were zooming by; damn people look fast when you just ran 105+ miles. It was fun to see them, wish them the best and make my way down to the finish. I swirled around the dirt roads wishing I could just take the straight shot down the way we started a long time ago. I eventually made my way down, hugged and kissed my wife and son and this journey was done.

Finish. Photo: Matt Trappe

How blessed I am, to have love, to be alive, to run free. These were my thoughts as I pushed those last miles. Those last 15 miles were some of the hardest I’ve ever done, 110 miles is a very long ways. I’m glad they’re done and I’m glad to be back home now. I’m not impressed with my run that day, but God willing I hope to have plenty more chances, maybe with a little more fire in the caboose.

I thought the race was done especially well in a beautiful arena with many a fine folks. Fred and Paul put on one hell of a race and I’m happy to have made it out there for the inaugural event. Thank you to them and all the countless others who helped put on the race, work through the day and night at aid stations with continuous smiles on their faces. It was a pleasure to run in Steamboat and I hope to take another crack at it in the years to come. Also a big thank you for Jameson Coffee for sponsoring irunfar to come and do their great coverage.

Thank you to my amazing crew: My beautiful wife and son, who allow me to run these crazy things and support me the whole way. To my parent-in-laws and sister who came to cheer me on, crew for me and help take care of Tristan. It’s so much fun to have a big crew who loves and helps so much.

Also a huge thanks to Pearl iZUMi for some kick ass shoes (Trail N1’s) that kept my feet happy all day and Natura Health Products for providing me with therapeutic herbal extracts to support my body through intense training and racing which help my body to recover and stay healthy and strong. Thanks to UltrAspire for their Spry Race Vest that effortlessly carried all my supplies through the night and to Highgear for their handy watches that tell me just how high I’m up in the mountains and that it’s about time to head back home.


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Waldo 106k 2012

Grimacing, making the final 3000ft climb to Maiden Peak (8000ft) all I could do was giggle. As I felt myself making faces working up the last ascent, all I could think about was my son. I’ve had two (now three) weeks to watch his every move and one similarity I’ve noticed is that we make the same faces when he is trying to poop and I’m giving the hill some hell (Frosty-ism). It’s apparently hard to poop and run big climbs, good thing practice makes perfect.

New born photo by Kellei Martin

I’ve pretty much been a zombie the last few weeks. Just the other day I put a diaper on forgetting to use the handy sticky tabs to close him up. It has been the best few weeks of my life, but sleep has been done in hour increments and we are still figuring this part all out. (As I write this, days later, we are figuring out the sleeping thing and really enjoying good nights of sleep!)

Cheering Dad on at home!

The night before the race I tucked myself into my tent and slept pretty soundly. It proceeded to drizzle for half the night, but it was refreshing and just felt good to snuggle deep in my sleeping bag. The race started at 5am so 3:30 came cock-a-doodling way too soon, but I was eager to get a good run in.

Trying to find time to get a long run in has been difficult, I have a few more important things to be doing then running around the woods right now. My gracious wife gave me the free card to drive the 3hrs up to Willamette Pass, get a good run in and get my ass back home to tuck them both in. I got my run in, ended up winning and making it back home by 7 to spend some quality time with my wife and son before they went to sleep. It was a really fun day and punctuated with rocking Tristan in my arms as the night dissolved away.

Waldo is one of the most spectacular courses in the American running circuit, it was my first big win and 100k two years ago (2010 race report) and I hope to run this amazing race plenty more times over the years. RD’s Craig and Meghan have put on such a fun race and I was awed how they kept their cool for this year’s race and made it happen even with a fire blazing dab in the center of the course! To the unseen eye, they handled it with ease. But lets get real; there was a fire in the middle of the course, the race should have been canceled. They kept their composure, kept everyone in the loop, made up an alternate rout, proposed it to the Forest Service and Waldo 2012 was on. Thank you to everyone who played a roll in this day happening. Aid Stations were organized and friendly, the trails were clearly marked, it was perfect! I really appreciated all the work that goes into volunteering and putting this race on! Thank you!

Coming down Maiden Peak. Picture Long Run 

I’m not going to go into detail about this race, but I was happy to get my legs moving again and get some much needed training in for Run Rabbit Run 100m next month.  Jacob Rydman had a great day out on the course and it was impressive to witness him take off early and hold such a strong effort all day. It’s hard to figure out the proper way to race, I feel that if you want to continue to have great races in the future you need to lay it all-out there and give it everything you got. Jacob did that and now will be ready for upcoming adventures. He’ll be one to watch next year at WS and I look forward to seeing him unleash on his first 100 miler.  Also a huge congrats to Jesse Haynes who also received a WS ticket and to the strong women runners Joelle Vaught and Denise Bourassa who had great races. And to everyone else out there that gave it their all and finished this brutal course. I wish I could have hung around and witness more people finish and enjoy the after race festivities.

3 miles to go! Picture Long Run 

Finish! Picture Long Run

It was a great time! My family stayed at home to rest, but my good friend Marjorie, who is Co-Rding with Krista and myself in the Enchanted Forest Wine Run, helped crew the day and made my transitions smooth as butter (Thanks so much)!

It’s been hard to find time to get this post up, but i’ve finally done it… My family and i are now relaxing in Steamboat Springs; enjoying spending time with our new son Tristan, having family visit and of course trying to squeeze in as much running as i possibly can before Run Rabbit Run 100m in just a few weeks! I just ran up the ski hill today and this race is going to hurt…i cant wait!

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Tristan Alexander

I would like to start this post by welcoming my little lion man to the world. Tristan Alexander Olson was born on August 5th at 2:00pm and weighed in at 6.05 lbs and 19 inches long. What a big dude! We are so completely in love with him and are excited to see how this huge blessing to our lives makes life even more grand!

The week before the birth we took a little video of me experiencing running pregnant. I know this in no way lets me know what my wife and many others go through as a human develops in their belly, but i’m sure you’ll be entertained to watch me run around with a 17 lbs watermelon duct taped to my belly…Enjoy!

He has now joined our lives and every moment is pure bliss! We are looking forward to showing him this great world and exploring our back yard/trails. We are already taking him on little walks out on the trails and look forward to testing out our new BOB Revolution stroller with our car adapter for our Britax car seat. Britax and BOB have been kind enough to set us up with all of their finest gear so he can enjoy the trails and enjoy nature as soon as it is healthy for him. My wife and i spend countless hours exploring nature and i hope to instill this love i have for momma earth with him.

Enjoying the trails

Testing out the baby carrier with my little cougar friend.

Bringing him safely home!

Tristan and his DAD!!!

Tristan and his MOM!

Training after WS

After WS i took it nice and easy and just enjoyed running in my backyard mountains. It’s nice to take time and do what i love, just run. I got my mileage back up to 100 or so before Tristan arrived.

With all this excitement it has been tricky to get tons of training in for Waldo 100k this coming weekend and Run Rabbit Run 100m in September, but i’ll make it work. My Mother and Father in-law have been here to help a little this past week which has given me some time to get a little bit of sleep and a few runs in. I’m anticipating some fun times running with friends in the woods and i look forward to getting my racing legs firing again.

After the Run Rabbit Run we’ll be putting on our RD’ing hats and finishing logistics for our race, the Enchanted Forest Wine Run Half-Marathon and 5K! Tristan will be there to root everyone on. So if you’d like to meet him, enjoy some good food and wine and dance the day away with some bluegrass, come and check out our race which is September 29th!

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