Race Season

In the blink of an eye, the last four years arrived at their culmination: the 2026 Olympic Winter Games. Becoming an Olympian in Beijing was a great accomplishment, but like so many others it left me wanting more—to do it again. For the last four years I had the goal of improving my skills, of […]

Buckle up, it’s January. It may only be a few weeks since my last post, but these weeks feel as though they’ve been jam-packed with racing action. It’s the month of the classics; Wengen, Kitzbuhel, only the first half of a big racing block leading into the Games. I faced some challenges over the classic

December was packed with moments that kept me on my toes. Four races unfolded in the span of a couple weeks, threaded between Christmas celebrations and marking my 30th birthday. Among the excitement, there was also a heavy moment: my girlfriend’s broken leg, which brought her dreams of a second Olympics to an unexpected halt.

The months of training leading into the race season can feel endless—then suddenly you find yourself in the start gate feeling like no time has gone by at all. It may have been a new World Cup venue in Copper Mountain, but surrounded by so many of the same faces, and feeling the same nervous energy

I was sitting in the team hospitality tent next to the finish grand stand in Sun Valley at 2pm when my phone buzzed. I picked it up and read “due to the present wind situation, unfortunately after all efforts the jury together with the organizing committee have decided to cancel today’s men’s downhill”. After a

I pushed out of the start and skated as hard as I could towards the first gate of the Super G course. The race slope in Crans Montana was quite flat, so there was no time for easing into it. The course set was quite direct but the snow was soft from the warm temperatures.

I sat with the other athletes in the start house at the top of the Hahnenkamm as the race began and we watched the first racers attack the course on the TV screens. Tensions are always high in the lounge area as we all wait for our shot at arguably the biggest race of the

“Ups and downs, highs and lows.” These terms are so often used by athletes when reflecting on a season. It’s the nature of sport, but for me this season has already presented a new kind of speed bump that I certainly won’t forget any time soon. I have debated about whether to share the details