Tri Mojo

the mental side of multisport

Six Inches from the Floor


We began in pigeon. A graceful pose, if you were to look at most of the people in the yoga studio, a silent film of pain if you were to look at me. With one leg bent beneath my torso,

Running—My Multisport Mistress


Years ago, New Balance ran an ad that resonates with me to this day. “Sure you’ve flirted with QUITTING every now and then. But as long as you don’t act on it, RUNNING will pretend not to notice.” I think

The Wave


Some time in my teenaged years, my father got a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, which he rode leisurely in the summer months. He never struck me as a “biker dude,” as he almost always wore a full-sleeved leather jacket over his usual



Ironman Mont-Tremblant went by in a blur. A “thirteen hours, seven minutes and forty-seven seconds” blur, but a blur nonetheless. The morning started with two cups of unsweetened applesauce, a protein shake, one banana, half of a peanut butter Powerbar,

More Vintage Mojo

From 2007 to 2010, I blogged a lot about my monogamous relationship with training. Two years later, I'm still learning from the single girl in the running flats.

Last night, I got tangled up in my old blog, The Spinster Chronicles, and happened to find many more insightful blurbs from posts about past workouts and races. Reading back through some of these posts reminds me again of how

The Ghost of Mojo Past

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With just six days to go before Ironman Mont Tremblant, I have begun to do some soul-searching to push my mind into the right place for race day. In some ways training for this race has been so much easier

So You Think You Can Tri

Is there an art to the way an athlete moves the body?

It’s the ninth season of the Emmy-winning dance competition program, So You Think You Can Dance. I have been watching the show for a few years now, and have always felt somewhat connected to the dancers competing on the show.

Do You Have Chemistry (With Yourself)?

Mojo is about finding the fire in your belly, and poking it with a stick.

I’ve always been a loner when it comes to working out, save for the few weeks during the off season when I bee-line to any Step aerobics class I can find to sate my need to feel “dancer-like” while working

30 Things Every Triathlete Should Have and Know at the Age of 30

This sports bra from my ICXC days is still part of my workout attire 10 years later.

Earlier this week, a friend sent me the link to an article titled, “30 Things Every Woman Should Have and Know at 30.” Originally featured in a 1997 issue of Glamour magazine, the article looked familiar to me. I remember

Wear Your Mojo on Your Sleeve

No matter what your sport—show your mojo, not your emotions.

I had an epiphany last night while talking to a friend who is a bodybuilder. She trains me once a week and as fellow athletes, we often share updates about our workouts and progress toward goals. She’s at her peak