Nick Arndt

TREADMILL MATH by Nick Arndt

In the past, I’ve run my some of my best races/workouts while in the midst of running really low weekly mileage. I’ve had incredible sessions a few weeks removed from an injury or setback (planned or unplanned). Why the hell is that?! Recently, I ran an 8mi tempo workout on the treadmill and, after manyContinue reading “TREADMILL MATH by Nick Arndt”

NOT AT HOME by Nick Arndt

“Not at home. Nope. Not at home.” Again and again, this was the phrase I mentally muttered to myself as I opened up my stride on the Escarpment Trail, overlooking Lake of the Clouds. Similarly to whom I borrowed this quote, Bilbo Baggins experienced some sort of jubilation as he tip-toed around Smaug underneath theContinue reading “NOT AT HOME by Nick Arndt”

WHERE NORTH BECOMES “THE NORTH” by Nick Arndt

Everyone has their own “God’s Country.” Many use that phrase when describing their hometown or dreamland, usually stemming from picturesque views or heart-warming feelings it provides. Perhaps it’s a favorite vacation spot. Or, maybe it’s as simple as the habitual day-in-day-out work environment. Nonetheless, I believe all humans are shaped and inspired by their immediate surroundings,Continue reading “WHERE NORTH BECOMES “THE NORTH” by Nick Arndt”

ORGANIC DRIED CANE SYRUP by Nick Arndt

Today’s hero came in the convenient form of laboratory-concocted organic sugary goo. Clif Shots. These gels have saved many-a-bonk in the past and today was no different. I was off from work for two days and found myself with an abundance of time. I made a split decision to head up to the Ice AgeContinue reading “ORGANIC DRIED CANE SYRUP by Nick Arndt”

THE HILLS of the KETTLE MORAINE are NO JOKE by Nick Arndt

Heading into the famed Midwest trail ultra marathon, the Ice Age Trail 50-miler, in southern Wisconsin, I was confident, yet very curious. Ice Age seemed systematically beyond the style of some ultra races that are created simply for the sake of drudgery. Those types of events don’t inspire me at all, really. I prefer aContinue reading “THE HILLS of the KETTLE MORAINE are NO JOKE by Nick Arndt”