Western North Carolina may be the perfect place to trail run. Tall peaks, jungle-like forests, and more beer to drink post run than I can even comprehend. The last weekend in July makes three trips down to Asheville to visit friends that I have been fortunate enough to make in the past few months, and... Continue Reading →
Two Bears Walk Into a Bar…
Yesterday, Matt and I decided to summit Mt. Mitchell in North Carolina. It was an absolutely beautiful day, and the weather was spectacular. This was my first trail run after pacing Matt at his 50 miler, so I was a little nervous about my injury. My recovery has been going really well, but I have... Continue Reading →