It's become clear to me that I have some certain strange priorities and that these same certain strange priorities are shared with my be...

I have this annoying habit of skipping our Friday night (or Saturday night, as the case may be) cocktail hour if I have a race in the mornin...

Yes, that's a PR. Yes, that's my best race pace (9:45). Yes, that photo was taken with the finish line in the background, but N...

Two posts in a day? What the fuck is this, some sort of conniption? No. No, rather it's my intense need for others to know and under...

I know you're excited that I decided to keep on with this project after one week rather than abandon it for something more riveting like...

One thing I've come to love when dealing with the farmshare is a menu that kills off a lot of different stuff. Because that means all...

Ever since I made that first batch of Chocolate and Roasted Beet Pudding Cake s, I've been thinking on the concept of working roasted be...

My mom used to do this when I was a kid. Come creeping into my bedroom singing, "Rise and shine!" whilst ripping open the curtai...

I'm not even going to make a smooth segue into this new project of mine because I want you to just dive right in with me just the same ...

Back when I was facing down my first running-type goals I would dread and fear the forthcoming of a new mileage goal, but then I'd face ...