Meet my friend, Stephen.

Stephen’s quite handsome. British. Witty. Drinks like a fish. Runs like an animal, and I mean that in the most complementary way.  As in, he is one of those terrible, graceful runners that makes running look like an art.  He’s also a Type 1 diabetic, which means that he was born without the ability to regulate blood sugar.  

I had the privilege of running my first 50 mile race with this gentleman last year.  He has gone on to run a second 50, and recently killed at the Leadville 100, the hellish uphill ultramarathon immortalized by MacDougal’s Born to Run.  The sheer joy that he finds in challenging his body’s limits continually inspires me.

Read more about his running adventures and check out his Leadville Race Report at his blog, RunDiabetes.