A Flatlander Training for Altitude

With 22,500 feet of vertical gain and reaching an elevation of 13,150 feet, High Lonesome 100 is a challenging race in the Sawatch Mountains near Salida, Colorado. I have been intrigued by it since our oldest son ran it in 2019. During our son’s race, since we had plenty of family present to crew, I…

Sweeter: Outlaw 100, February 12-13, 2021

“Success is sweet, and sweeter if long delayed and gotten through many struggles and defeats.”

Through the Cold Night and into the Breaking Dawn: The Big Deal about Finishing Outlaw 100

Should I just give up trying to run 100s? Was I really just too old?

Debbie’s Second Annual Birthday Freeze Fest: This is What 61 Can Look Like!

Don’t accept age as an inevitable reason for pain or poor health.

Find Your “I Can”

There is an opposition in all things. It is impossible to completely appreciate the sweet if you have never tasted the bitter. We cannot comprehend joy, when we have never known misery.

Autumn Musings

What do I think about while running long miles on the trails? Sometimes I pray; sometimes I let my mind just be blank; once in a while I compose poetry. Fall tends to inspire me to compose poetry more than any other season. I think it is my favorite time to be in the woods….

I am Grateful. I am Blessed. (Fifty High Altitude Colorado Miles!)

With several of my planned races cancelled, I decided to create my own event and run a long section of the High Lonesome 100 course in the Sawatch Mountains near Salida.

I Can’t Deny That You Are Right Here with Me

He said, “I want to ask you something kind of weird. If you think it’s too strange, you don’t have to answer.” He paused, and I wondered what in the world he was going to say!

Doesn’t Everyone Celebrate Turning 60 This Way?!

I was going to turn the big 6-0, and I wanted to celebrate in a dramatic way! I wanted to run 60 miles for my 60th birthday.

Dizzy With Hope!

I will be honest. My DNF at Zion 100 in April really shook me. I had always believed that in spite of obstacles, my legs would carry me to the finish line. Suddenly I was unsure.

I Ran in Awe

I ran alone through the woods yesterday. Alone? But no! As I drifted down the trail, an awareness burgeoned of a mighty Presence in the breathtaking beauty of every thicket.

Relentlessly Rugged, Breathtakingly Beautiful–Superior 100

I have a love-hate relationship with tough ultras. That is probably why I was screaming and jumping up and down with excitement last January when I found out my name was drawn in the lottery to run the Superior 100 trail race.