This past weekend I had the fortune of traveling to Las Vegas to run the Rock’n'Roll 1/2 Marathon. Alongside my wife and two of our closest friends, we journeyed into a world that I swore I’d never go to in my life.
Long-distance running.
You see, I’m wired as a sprinter – always have been, and as far as I know, always will be. At least that is what I thought for the better part of my 36 years.