In February, I crossed the finish line of the Vancouver First Half Marathon in 1:17:56—an over two-minute personal best. I was elated. What made that race truly meaningful wasn’t just the time, but how it reflected a more balanced, joyful approach to sport than I’ve ever taken before. I trained hard, yes—but I also lived fully. During the build, I spent three weeks mountain biking in Australia and almost every weekend snowboarding in Whistler. That race answered a question I’ve carried for years: can you truly strike a balance between success in sport and other joys in life? For me, the answer is yes.

This race was a reflection of how I’ve come to define success in running—and in life—and how my relationship with food and fuelling has evolved alongside it.

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