Competitively, this was a good year. I ran a 3:05 PR at Napa (yay!), but missed Boston by seconds (argh). I was frustrated with my plantar fasciitis, but that gave me an opportunity to go into the swim and the bike and there...

Immanuel, God with us. Immanuel, God with us. Breath. Breath(e). God is with us. Breathe out, Immanuel. With us. With breath, with us.

There are two themes running through my journal lately – one is of intense gratitude: about the things I’ve been given and how much I didn’t deserve them. They are filled with thankfulness about how things have unfurled with Annie. It’s got a...

In the recent theme of grace, maybe one of the reasons I really like country songs and the myths they tell is because you can feel the grit in the stories. Country protagonists live out their flaws fully (for better...

I’m sitting at Coffee Society here back home,  journaling and feeling generally overwhelmed by God’s goodness. I’m not sure when I felt it, but it might have been yesterday’s slow, rambling run through the foothills from pre-dawn dusk to midmorning...

Oakland, tonight I swam in your streets and felt the cool of your night. I think to myself how I feel strong when the pull stroke feels easy, and think to memorize the tones of the sky at dusk when...