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While you were all dressed to the gills (preferably as sparkly-spandexy-zombie-princesses) I have been tucked away in a sleepy little hallow in Utah. Have no fear, I am working on a post for you guys chalk full of borrowed pictures and all about  our training camp, pillow forts, not getting shot by hunters, dognapping a [...]

Your bodies number one job is to keep itself alive.  (this is where you yell, “Thank you Captain Obvious!”) As an athlete you ride the fine line between pushing your body to adapt and get stronger and pushing your body to freak out and get over protective.  This happens often times when athletes get sick, [...]

April:  Please Make it End Coming back to the national team this spring was not easy.  Getting renamed to the team was not a right, it was a privilege.  It seemed my coaches and our International Competition Committee looked at me and said, “Alright now don’t mess this up!”   …at least that’s how it felt. They were [...]

When I signed up for the Loon Mountain Race earlier this summer I didn’t really know exactly what I was getting myself into.   I’ve always admired mountain runners.  Drooled over the possibility of some day racing the Leadville 100, the Bridger Ridge Run, the Gortex TransRockies… (yes I have an adventure bucket list) When [...]

For all you North Americans out there I’m sure you are familiar with the great piece Chelsea Little put together for FasterSkier this spring on US biathletes and school… For all you who are not familiar with these articles you can find them here, here, and here... and well also here AND here.  (reading all [...]

I’m alive!  I promise!  Today I finally finished up another round of college courses.  Six credits in Six weeks.  (and to think at one point I was considering trying to take nine!)  I’m exhausted.  After a hot morning on the roller-loop a two hour final and finishing up an eight page paper were waiting for [...]

 “22 going on 80: A Whole Lot of Ways Biathlon has Made Me an Old Lady” I have a bed time. And it is early… like… ’10pm is hours past it’ sort of early. All my injuries are related to falling down. I get cranky if I miss my afternoon nap. Velcro waist bands. I [...]

Oh man. Training. Again right? We all enjoyed our break away but there is something comforting in getting back to that daily rhythm of eat, train, sleep, repeat.  After all, eventually the euphoria of not HAVING to rollerski in the rain or go outside in the cold  just because I don’t feel like it wears [...]

Home is a place I don’t go to very often.  I was joking this spring as I sat in the Minneapolis airport during one of my many layovers as I tried to fly from the west to the east… it was the closest I had been to home in 5  months.  That was…. until I [...]

To catch my breath.  To finally move out of this past season and into the next we need to reset.  The best way I can do that is to gallivant around.  (Oh boy I do love to gallivant)  To go “home-home” back to Wisconsin.  To see my family.  Clear my mind.  This way when we [...]

The end of the season had rolled its way in  …But I was still stuck waiting for that sigh of relief to really settle itself.  That feeling of absolute done-ness.  What better way to really ring in the  end of the season than Spring Series?  So that was it!  I proclaimed to the sliders… I [...]

Okay ok ok. Legs. My legs. When Maine Winter Sport Centers Will Sweetser saw me no pole skiing in Utah in October and made some remark along the lines of, “Well that will put some legs on you!”   I sort of just chuckled and shook my head, “Oh that crazy Will Sweetser!” Man was he right…. [...]

The people of Mammoth Lakes, California really know how to plum tucker you right out.  From the moment I stepped onto the tarmac until I collapsed back into that airplane seat 5 days later we were on the move.  Go go go!  Every night sinking into bed only to be jolted from sleep 8 hours [...]

The calm of the post season has started to settle in, I’m doing my best to leisurely do nothing… sort of. So far Bozeman has given me a little spring break that is just how I remembered.  Sunny and 60, shorts, sandals… only to wake up to 6 inches of snow in town and word [...]

I believe when your team mate skis up to you. Pulls a beer out of her vest. And hands it to you.  You can call the season done.  Pat yourself on the back…. because pieces of you survived that emotional roller coaster they call winter. Although I’m not sure my season really ever got off [...]

I believe when your team mate skis up to you. Pulls a beer out of her vest. And hands it to you.  You can call the season done.  Pat yourself on the back…. because pieces of you survived that emotional roller coaster they call winter. Although I’m not sure my season really ever got off [...]