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One of those tactics of race prep that tends to fall by the wayside is figuring out what fuels you in the day before a race.

One of those tactics of race prep that tends to fall by the wayside is figuring out what fuels you in the day before a race.

I’ve devoted a substantial amount of word count to detailing the efforts I’ve made to lose a bit of weight.

Everyone comes with a unique backstory and often that backstory is filled with adversity and challenges.

It becomes habit to start looking for moments that embody the vibe of the run.

I only left the GoPro at home because I started pondering just how much I realistically wanted to carry through a race...

...the problem has never been lack of thirst or that I’m some kind of half-man half-camel creature.

A dozen of us who are no longer just a bunch of strangers dropping in on a weekday evening.

“Start here.” I told her, and we activated our watches in front of the big famous glass pyramid.

Forty-eight hours back in the country and I figured a six klick run wouldn’t be that tough.

I was pretty sure I would have inherited the family physique and been a connoisseur of stretchy pants and diabetes medications.