A cold morning, a monster hill, a bug I swallowed mid-run—and a reminder that hills don’t last forever. One foot in front of the other.

If there's one thing running has taught me, it's how to pivot when life throws a curveball. Especially after dealing with a foot injury,...

Sometimes, life calls for a pivot—even when we’d rather charge straight ahead.

Friday, two of my sisters, my niece, and I loaded the car for our annual road trip to Duluth. We have our traditions: grab coffee and...