Four Star Syndrome

I left Mount Woodson feeling defeated. I knew I wasn't defeated, but instead that I was just burnt out. Too much ambition, too many goals, too many responsibilities, too many dreams; I was trying to accomplish them all at once. By the time I got to San Diego State I was feeling hopeless, like running…

Tuesday is the New Saturday

We packed up the car on Monday night and pulled onto the 15-North driving straight to Red Rock Canyon, Nevada. We arrived at the campground in five hours--it was empty--and didn't even set up tents. We dropped our sleeping pads in the dirt under a beautiful star-filled desert sky--the alarm set for 4 a.m.--and slept. We…