The Life and Legacy of Stephen Leach

The Life and Legacy of Stephen Leach

Stephen Michael Leach was no ordinary man. He lived on the edge, he swung for the fences, and he always encouraged those he loved to “Go for it.” And go for it he did. Steve was a river, desert and gym rat, who loved to move and made a mean turkey soup. Horse packing...
A Letter to My Daughter

A Letter to My Daughter

Sport, like life, is hard. Sport can be so beautiful, so empowering and so elevating. Sport can also be so gut wrenching, so heartbreaking and so cruel. Our ride home from State last night was pretty quiet. I didn’t say much (not easy for me), but just sat with Kamiah...
Deflated at The Dead Swede

Deflated at The Dead Swede

First Getting to Sheridan The Dead Swede is one of my favorite races of the year each season. It always takes place the first Saturday in June, on the same day as Unbound—the biggest and baddest gravel race in the world, a race that traverses the gravel roads, worlds...
Threading the Needle

Threading the Needle

My fellow coaches and mentors in the endurance and cycling coaching world give me a hard time for my love of spreadsheets and journals. I love putting pen to paper in the form of a journal. When meeting online or sitting down in person with an athlete for a mental...