The things we can't outrun. When I crossed the finish line of the Miami Marathon back in January, I had no idea that one race would shape the next season of my life. In many ways, the months that followed became an unexpected epilogue to that race. The marathon itself had gone well, but within hours of finishing, something wasn’t right. My left foot became swollen and noticeably discolored, and by that evening I could barely walk. In hindsight, I suspect I strained a tendon a

Going into the 2026 Miami Marathon I had zero expectations, and that made all the difference. For the first time ever, I had my bib mailed to me. Due to board meeting conflicts I was unable to attend the pre-race expo, and wow, what an underrated service! No Ubers, no wandering a convention hall, and no buying stuff that I definitely do not need. If this is the future, I’m all in. Training (or Lack Thereof) As someone who once ran a 24-hour Spartan Race in the snowy mountains

Growth doesn't always come from doing more. Sometimes, it comes from being forced to stop. This past month, a back injury sidelined my running and gave me something I rarely ever have: space. Space to rest, space to reflect on my journey, and space to boldly envision what’s next. As I sit enjoying a quiet, snowy morning at my mother and father-in-law's cabin in the North Carolina mountains, I find myself gratefully looking back on the road that brought me here and seeking dis

“Courage isn’t the absence of fear; it’s the presence of trust.” These words from my pre-race devotional echoed through my mind as I stepped out into the cool darkness of morning, ready to run the 50th annual Marine Corps Marathon. Before leaving, I peeked in on my young daughter sleeping peacefully in her bed, and my heart swelled. I always feel a tug of guilt racing on a Sunday morning instead of going to church with my family, so I spent some extra time in prayer, asking