Age: 32, Years running: 26, Hometown: Seattle, WA, Favorite product: C-LITE
What are some of your lifetime running goals?
To run on trail injury-free. To run long trails such as the Appalachian Trail, The Inca Trail, and The John Muir Trail. To combine running with climbing some of the bigger mountains. To improve my ascending. To enter competitions and feel confident about my ability to push harder and faster.
Do you have a claim to fame?
Do you have any vices?
What makes you tick as a runner and in the real world?
Helping others. My time in the woods. Spending time with the family and friends that I love on or off the trail. Positivity. Experiencing life in other cultures and of course their food!
What drives you to run?
At this point I believe it's an innate need for my mind, body, and spirit. It's also simple and free.
What is your favorite movie?
Do you have any nicknames? Explain:
smelley elley, little parker, shelby thanks to my sister. sporadica for my changing levels of energy on the trail.
What’s the longest you’ve gone without sleep? Why?
Probably close to 40 hours when my bro and I climbed Mt Whitney. We were up most of the day preparing for the climb which began at midnight. 17 miles of trail, 12 pitches of rock in a single push, we finished 24 hours later!
If you had to be named after one of the 50 states, which would it be?
I'm from Maine where we are known as mainiacs.
What did you have for lunch yesterday?
If you could hook up a thought monitor to your head, would you see pictures, hear words or would music be playing?
What really scares you about trail running?
Large mammals and sometimes even the smaller ones.
If your life was made into a movie, what would it be called?
Work, Eat, Sleep, Play, Repeat.
Where would you live if it could be anywhere in the world?
Seattle. We have the best of both worlds here!
What’s your worst encounter on the trail?
One day mama bear wouldn't move off the trail so I had to bushwack a few miles to the road. Another time a mountain lion was stalking my friend and I. Luckily, we spotted it and took off in the other direction. My last image of that cat was of it lying down and licking it's chops as we bolted away.