On October 30th, here in Boston, it snowed 3 or 4 inches, the temperature hovering in the low […]
Author: Emlyn Lewis
My friend Padraig fell off his bike and broke a rib. OUCH! It was one of those classic […]
Unseasonably warm today (as if there are seasons anymore). It rained through the night and the ground was […]
In 2004, in the dark days of blood-doping in professional cycling, Lance Armstrong said to Floyd Landis, “Run […]
We hound our icons to their graves, piling on the pressure, clawing at them to somehow validate ourselves. […]
New England mountain biking is low flow. Even where someone has “designed” a trail, you don’t find lengths […]
I went to Whipple Hill in the rain. The rest of the world was prepping a turkey or […]
Trail running isn’t always poetry written in dirt and stone. Sometimes it sucks. Sometimes it feels like your […]
1 “I’m not faster. I can just hurt more than you can,” she said, the former pro, dropping […]
As we jogged our warmup for this morning’s Suffer Club we talked about how it feels, as we […]