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Category: The Aid Station

An Immaterial Gift Guide For Runners
Holiday gift guides are inescapable, insufferable, and mostly useless. So instead of hawking stuff you don't need, here are eight immaterial gifts every runner should put on their wish list this season.

How To Build A Race Season Without Burning Out
Building a race season is like pacing an ultra: if you go out too hard, you’ll blow up before the finish. Start conservatively. Trust the process. Give your body the recovery it needs to adapt.

The Space Between Seasons
After crossing the finish line of my big 100-mile race this summer, I expected pure joy. Instead, I found myself in that quiet, disorienting space that comes after a big goal—the moment when purpose fades and rest feels strange.

Do You Remember Your First Mile?
So if you’re stuck, plateauing, or overwhelmed, pause and ask: What was your mile one? Your mile ten? What did it take to get there? And what would it feel like to carry that same raw belief, or disbelief, into the next big thing?

I Almost Forgot This Was the Whole Point – What a 48-Minute Mile Taught Me About Joy
One mile. Forty-eight minutes and sixteen seconds. A personal worst, possibly. A dark PR. What was I doing with my life?

Ability Agnostic: Because Caring is Cool
Being ability agnostic means giving yourself the kind of care you’d give a Real Athlete™, because, plot twist, you are one.

A Guide For Getting Lost
When you stray from the map—geographically or otherwise—you give yourself permission to change. Sometimes the best way to move forward is to lose track of where, exactly, you are.

Feeling Stuck? The Desert Has a Cure for That.
Every runner moves through seasons. Our columnist shares how desert running helps her refocus, stay present, and embrace the ultimate seasonal reset.
A Long Distance Relationship
Running has been my longest, most committed relationship—outlasting flings, fizzled situationships, and even the occasional existential crisis. Is it healthy? Questionable.
How to Remember a Year in Running
What if we measured our year not in miles, medals, or virtual kudos, but in the intangible treasures of the trail?