Be Well

I am a hedonist when it comes to fitness, food, and my city. I work out because I love the feeling: power, endorphins, productive pain. I see movement as celebration and therapy, and food as art and love. New York City chants along generously to this kind of hedonism. There’s an energy on this island that unites body, mind, and spirit at a brilliant pulse. Here are some stories from that rhythm.

All The Magic is in Revision


Goals are solid. Means are flexible. Thanks to a pulled hip flexor, #TheRoadToWhistler is leading to Ironman Mallorca in 2 months, time enough to recover, revise, rebuild. I've swerved enough to know revision holds its own magic. The climbs of Ironman Canada will be all the sweeter in 2016. For now: no pain, no Spain. 

Train with me. Xx