How I Love to Run

These days, my running isn’t going so well. I leave the house with a fear that I may get only feet from my door before a muscle cramp will cripple me for another… Continue reading

Inevitable

“When all is said and done, it is not the sum of the consecutive days run which will add one jot to the meaning of one’s life. Indeed, it matters not whether one… Continue reading

Struggling to Stride

  Struggling to Stride by Patrick Reed Have you ever run out of oil? Your car suddenly seizes up, the steering goes taut, the brakes harden, and, most alarming of all, a muted… Continue reading

The Running Tide

The Running Tide by Patrick Reed “…every day of the running streak is akin to an ultra: replete with the concerns of total failure, the joys of finishing another mile of the ultimate… Continue reading

Recovering on the Flats

Recovering on the Flats By Patrick Reed “For me, on these sandy reaches, enough comes right around 3.1 miles. The 5k again completed, I see my days here at sea level as those… Continue reading

Parallel Universe

Parallel Universe by Patrick Reed We were racing home from Las Vegas… Pursued by flamoozled roulette keepers or hoodwinked slot machine watchers, you imagine? Not quite. My girls and I had ventured to… Continue reading

196 Days and Counting…

196 Days and Counting by Patrick Reed Today, July 15th, 2013, marks the running of the Badwater 135 Ultramarathon. It also marks day 196 of this year’s running streak for me and others… Continue reading

Solos & FKT’s

Solos and FKT’s by Patrick Reed If my count is correct, this upcoming Monday, July 15th, 2013, marks the start of the 37th running of what is dubbed “The Toughest Footrace on Earth.”… Continue reading

Western States 100 – Timothy Olson and Pam Smith Reign

   Western States 100 2013 Recap by Patrick Reed Touted as “the oldest and most prestigious 100-mile trail race” by its own website – wser.org – the world-renowned ultra showdown, the 2013 Western… Continue reading

The Golden Hour

The Golden Hour by Patrick Reed Often it is the case these evening afternoons that I look up from the dinner table across the lake to the broad mountains which grace us here… Continue reading