The year 2015 was, in a word… turbulent. It was a year of big changes: I officially became a doctor (but not of medicine)! I moved from St. Louis to Seattle. I raced a few long bike races. And adventure races. I rode my bike a lot. I ran a lot. It was fun.
Justin and I raced in Moab. A stranger called my legs easter hams.
By the numbers (of things I recorded using Strava):
I biked/ran my way up Mt Everest (29,029 feet) nearly 10 times. Along the way, I biked nearly 3,000 miles.
I ran the equivalent of 24 marathons.
It was a good year.