Articles by Jeff Kozak

Raison D'Etre

Approaching the aid station at mile 80 of the 2014 San Diego 100, I had no idea what place I was in. I only knew that the preceding marathon had passed in a state of flow that, up until then, despite re...

There is Peace in the Doing

Clyde Minaret, the majestic high point of this jagged, metamorphic sub-range of the Sierra, reflects in the evening light of Minaret Lake. author For well over an hour, a plane had been circling...

Mammoth Trail Fest

Tony Torres runs to a ninth-place finish. Josh Wray This is a unique single-loop course with no out-and-backs or reused trail, at an average elevation of over 9,100 feet. The trail is a mix of buttery...

Change Is Inevitable

Hanging out at the Chilao aid station of this year’s Angeles Crest 100, I had the pleasant surprise of bumping into Scotty Mills, the ultrarunning and race directing legend. He was commenting on the Hardro...

Pain by Numbers

When 57-year-old Ninette Banoun of Oslo, Norway, entered the Quarry Road aid station at mile 90.7 of the Western States 100 at 8:21 a.m. on Sunday morning, she was 11 minutes on the wrong side of statistical history....

Risk Mitigation

In early June of 2009, prolonged storminess had left me feeling restless and trapped in the Owens Valley. All spring, after excitedly realizing that my planned route was 100k in round-trip length, I had been patiently...

Goosebumps

View from Gooseberry Mesa onto the Virgin River lowlands that comprise the middle miles of the Zion 100K. Before 2019 was fully in the rearview mirror, I had decided to step away from ultras for a year....

Maybe I Can Get a Run In

I keep a duffel bag in my truck at all times with the essentials I need to run – anytime, anywhere. It’s a small bag for such a boundless pursuit and a continual reminder that the fundamental beauty of running lies in...

The Promised Land

The beat-up SUV barreled southbound through the early September high desert heat, as Springsteen’s blue-collar baritone clawed at my “itchin’ for somethin’ to start” soul through scratchy speakers: “The dogs on Main S...

Time Passages

The text arrived, immediately conjuring up an ultra career’s worth of nostalgia: “Hey Jeff! I saw you at States! I was running in with a client in the Golden Hour. I’m going to be in Bishop Wed-Friday. You around?” Th...

Trail Names and Training Camps

My head leaned heavily against the window of a teammate’s car as he drove several of us back to campus after another sweltering South Carolina afternoon cross country practice. Piling out of the vehicle, someone pointed...

Evolution of the JMT and SHR

Long before Theodore Solomons envisioned a continuous trail paralleling the granite crest of the Sierra Nevada while gazing eastward from the Central Valley lowlands in May of 1884, the range had been well-traveled by...

Bust A Move

There was a period of time, several years ago, when Weird Al Yankovic would join me on most of my easy runs. Okay – not literally – but his characteristic long curly hair, porn star mustache and Coke bottle glasses we...

Fit to Continue

On paper, a 20:41 100-mile finish time would be the obvious performance choice over a 21:57 result at the same race. Both of these efforts led to second place showings, at the 1988 and 1987 Western States 100, respect...

The Muse of Movement

Running has been a steadfast tread on the path my life has travelled since discovering track in junior high. In high school I became a devoted disciple of the sport, falling in love with the year-round cycle of cross cou...

Adventure Running and “Stuff”

George Carlin did this outrageous stand-up bit in the mid-80s about the dilemma of deciding what to bring when packing for small situational snippets of our lives: from home to vacation rental, from rental to quick weeke...

Following in The Footsteps of Latimer

Darkness had barely laid its full cloak upon the Quarry Road aid station (mile 90.7 of the Western States 100 course) and Hal Koerner was chatting, almost casually, with a runner that had just arrived. The guy looked lik...

A Single-Track Gem: The Ruby Crest Trail

The suburbs of Cincinnati were a good place to grow up, I suppose. That is, unless you felt the deepest stirrings of your soul when surrounded by mountains and big sky country. Those soul-meets-landscape connections were...

Summer Goals In Spring

Regardless of whether the December lotteries brought additional holiday cheer, or a wild-hair moment finally forced a hesitant Ultrasignup hand, a summer ultra can seem infinitely far away when viewed from the dark reces...