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😍 @odalys_ny ———————————————————— shot for @adidasterrex MyShelter global campaign.
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This was a great compliment and challenge being the only photographer for this two week job. Much love to everyone for their trust and support.
You know who you are.

Another fave from the @the5thfloor shoot in London.

This year has been a beautiful assault on the body and mind. Miles stacked on miles. Early mornings, exhaustion, sacrifice — all fueled by the madness and inspiration of friends, and runners I look up to.

There’s immense joy in pushing yourself to the edge, but it takes a toll. And the truth is simple: without fueling properly, none of it happens. The body gives out long before the spirit does.

Because of @maurten_official I’ve been able to see that work come to fruition. I’ve been able to feel all the feels, over and over.

#fueledbymaurten

This year has been a beautiful assault on the body and mind. Miles stacked on miles. Early mornings, exhaustion, sacrifice — all fueled by the madness and inspiration of friends, and runners I look up to.

There’s immense joy in pushing yourself to the edge, but it takes a toll. And the truth is simple: without fueling properly, none of it happens. The body gives out long before the spirit does.

Because of @maurten_official I’ve been able to see that work come to fruition. I’ve been able to feel all the feels, over and over.

#fueledbymaurten

This year has been a beautiful assault on the body and mind. Miles stacked on miles. Early mornings, exhaustion, sacrifice — all fueled by the madness and inspiration of friends, and runners I look up to.

There’s immense joy in pushing yourself to the edge, but it takes a toll. And the truth is simple: without fueling properly, none of it happens. The body gives out long before the spirit does.

Because of @maurten_official I’ve been able to see that work come to fruition. I’ve been able to feel all the feels, over and over.

#fueledbymaurten

This year has been a beautiful assault on the body and mind. Miles stacked on miles. Early mornings, exhaustion, sacrifice — all fueled by the madness and inspiration of friends, and runners I look up to.

There’s immense joy in pushing yourself to the edge, but it takes a toll. And the truth is simple: without fueling properly, none of it happens. The body gives out long before the spirit does.

Because of @maurten_official I’ve been able to see that work come to fruition. I’ve been able to feel all the feels, over and over.

#fueledbymaurten

In what might already be one of the wildest years of my life so far im honoured to share that it’s just gotten wilder.

For 2026 I’ll be running for @maurten_official 🤯

I’m chasing down some very big goals this year and having the proper fuel has been one of the biggest unlocks to my training and recovery.

I’m really beyond grateful and can’t wait to share more about this journey.

✌️❤️ and ⛽️ #fueledbymaurten #maurten

In what might already be one of the wildest years of my life so far im honoured to share that it’s just gotten wilder.

For 2026 I’ll be running for @maurten_official 🤯

I’m chasing down some very big goals this year and having the proper fuel has been one of the biggest unlocks to my training and recovery.

I’m really beyond grateful and can’t wait to share more about this journey.

✌️❤️ and ⛽️ #fueledbymaurten #maurten

In what might already be one of the wildest years of my life so far im honoured to share that it’s just gotten wilder.

For 2026 I’ll be running for @maurten_official 🤯

I’m chasing down some very big goals this year and having the proper fuel has been one of the biggest unlocks to my training and recovery.

I’m really beyond grateful and can’t wait to share more about this journey.

✌️❤️ and ⛽️ #fueledbymaurten #maurten

In what might already be one of the wildest years of my life so far im honoured to share that it’s just gotten wilder.

For 2026 I’ll be running for @maurten_official 🤯

I’m chasing down some very big goals this year and having the proper fuel has been one of the biggest unlocks to my training and recovery.

I’m really beyond grateful and can’t wait to share more about this journey.

✌️❤️ and ⛽️ #fueledbymaurten #maurten

In what might already be one of the wildest years of my life so far im honoured to share that it’s just gotten wilder.

For 2026 I’ll be running for @maurten_official 🤯

I’m chasing down some very big goals this year and having the proper fuel has been one of the biggest unlocks to my training and recovery.

I’m really beyond grateful and can’t wait to share more about this journey.

✌️❤️ and ⛽️ #fueledbymaurten #maurten

I miss it out there.
📸 @benjaminweingart ❤️

“What I left with” By Andy Alvarez

From the iced teeth of Chamonix to the salt-lipped chaos of Marseille.

A foot race, some said —

For me this was something stranger. Softer. Louder. chasing the unknown across the spine of a country with a crew who forgot my we even started in the first place. passing stories and love— through mountains, night shifts, open roads, and the belly of the heat.

When the road finally let go — I didn’t feel finished, I felt whole.

I left The Speed Project with a hunger I didn’t have before. Wanting more. Of everything. More miles. More truth. More of me. I carried home new friends, new bones, new empathy, and the sharp understanding that we are so much more than we think.

My heart became electric. Still humming. Full enough to march back down to the ocean after my own finish. Limping with love, to greet the rest of the strange family I made out there. Standing in the water like old dogs, letting the sea wash off the dust but never the journey.

That part stays. Forever.”

“What I left with” By Andy Alvarez

From the iced teeth of Chamonix to the salt-lipped chaos of Marseille.

A foot race, some said —

For me this was something stranger. Softer. Louder. chasing the unknown across the spine of a country with a crew who forgot my we even started in the first place. passing stories and love— through mountains, night shifts, open roads, and the belly of the heat.

When the road finally let go — I didn’t feel finished, I felt whole.

I left The Speed Project with a hunger I didn’t have before. Wanting more. Of everything. More miles. More truth. More of me. I carried home new friends, new bones, new empathy, and the sharp understanding that we are so much more than we think.

My heart became electric. Still humming. Full enough to march back down to the ocean after my own finish. Limping with love, to greet the rest of the strange family I made out there. Standing in the water like old dogs, letting the sea wash off the dust but never the journey.

That part stays. Forever.”

“What I left with” By Andy Alvarez

From the iced teeth of Chamonix to the salt-lipped chaos of Marseille.

A foot race, some said —

For me this was something stranger. Softer. Louder. chasing the unknown across the spine of a country with a crew who forgot my we even started in the first place. passing stories and love— through mountains, night shifts, open roads, and the belly of the heat.

When the road finally let go — I didn’t feel finished, I felt whole.

I left The Speed Project with a hunger I didn’t have before. Wanting more. Of everything. More miles. More truth. More of me. I carried home new friends, new bones, new empathy, and the sharp understanding that we are so much more than we think.

My heart became electric. Still humming. Full enough to march back down to the ocean after my own finish. Limping with love, to greet the rest of the strange family I made out there. Standing in the water like old dogs, letting the sea wash off the dust but never the journey.

That part stays. Forever.”

“What I left with” By Andy Alvarez

From the iced teeth of Chamonix to the salt-lipped chaos of Marseille.

A foot race, some said —

For me this was something stranger. Softer. Louder. chasing the unknown across the spine of a country with a crew who forgot my we even started in the first place. passing stories and love— through mountains, night shifts, open roads, and the belly of the heat.

When the road finally let go — I didn’t feel finished, I felt whole.

I left The Speed Project with a hunger I didn’t have before. Wanting more. Of everything. More miles. More truth. More of me. I carried home new friends, new bones, new empathy, and the sharp understanding that we are so much more than we think.

My heart became electric. Still humming. Full enough to march back down to the ocean after my own finish. Limping with love, to greet the rest of the strange family I made out there. Standing in the water like old dogs, letting the sea wash off the dust but never the journey.

That part stays. Forever.”

“What I left with” By Andy Alvarez

From the iced teeth of Chamonix to the salt-lipped chaos of Marseille.

A foot race, some said —

For me this was something stranger. Softer. Louder. chasing the unknown across the spine of a country with a crew who forgot my we even started in the first place. passing stories and love— through mountains, night shifts, open roads, and the belly of the heat.

When the road finally let go — I didn’t feel finished, I felt whole.

I left The Speed Project with a hunger I didn’t have before. Wanting more. Of everything. More miles. More truth. More of me. I carried home new friends, new bones, new empathy, and the sharp understanding that we are so much more than we think.

My heart became electric. Still humming. Full enough to march back down to the ocean after my own finish. Limping with love, to greet the rest of the strange family I made out there. Standing in the water like old dogs, letting the sea wash off the dust but never the journey.

That part stays. Forever.”

“What I left with” By Andy Alvarez

From the iced teeth of Chamonix to the salt-lipped chaos of Marseille.

A foot race, some said —

For me this was something stranger. Softer. Louder. chasing the unknown across the spine of a country with a crew who forgot my we even started in the first place. passing stories and love— through mountains, night shifts, open roads, and the belly of the heat.

When the road finally let go — I didn’t feel finished, I felt whole.

I left The Speed Project with a hunger I didn’t have before. Wanting more. Of everything. More miles. More truth. More of me. I carried home new friends, new bones, new empathy, and the sharp understanding that we are so much more than we think.

My heart became electric. Still humming. Full enough to march back down to the ocean after my own finish. Limping with love, to greet the rest of the strange family I made out there. Standing in the water like old dogs, letting the sea wash off the dust but never the journey.

That part stays. Forever.”

“What I left with” By Andy Alvarez

From the iced teeth of Chamonix to the salt-lipped chaos of Marseille.

A foot race, some said —

For me this was something stranger. Softer. Louder. chasing the unknown across the spine of a country with a crew who forgot my we even started in the first place. passing stories and love— through mountains, night shifts, open roads, and the belly of the heat.

When the road finally let go — I didn’t feel finished, I felt whole.

I left The Speed Project with a hunger I didn’t have before. Wanting more. Of everything. More miles. More truth. More of me. I carried home new friends, new bones, new empathy, and the sharp understanding that we are so much more than we think.

My heart became electric. Still humming. Full enough to march back down to the ocean after my own finish. Limping with love, to greet the rest of the strange family I made out there. Standing in the water like old dogs, letting the sea wash off the dust but never the journey.

That part stays. Forever.”

“What I left with” By Andy Alvarez

From the iced teeth of Chamonix to the salt-lipped chaos of Marseille.

A foot race, some said —

For me this was something stranger. Softer. Louder. chasing the unknown across the spine of a country with a crew who forgot my we even started in the first place. passing stories and love— through mountains, night shifts, open roads, and the belly of the heat.

When the road finally let go — I didn’t feel finished, I felt whole.

I left The Speed Project with a hunger I didn’t have before. Wanting more. Of everything. More miles. More truth. More of me. I carried home new friends, new bones, new empathy, and the sharp understanding that we are so much more than we think.

My heart became electric. Still humming. Full enough to march back down to the ocean after my own finish. Limping with love, to greet the rest of the strange family I made out there. Standing in the water like old dogs, letting the sea wash off the dust but never the journey.

That part stays. Forever.”

“What I left with” By Andy Alvarez

From the iced teeth of Chamonix to the salt-lipped chaos of Marseille.

A foot race, some said —

For me this was something stranger. Softer. Louder. chasing the unknown across the spine of a country with a crew who forgot my we even started in the first place. passing stories and love— through mountains, night shifts, open roads, and the belly of the heat.

When the road finally let go — I didn’t feel finished, I felt whole.

I left The Speed Project with a hunger I didn’t have before. Wanting more. Of everything. More miles. More truth. More of me. I carried home new friends, new bones, new empathy, and the sharp understanding that we are so much more than we think.

My heart became electric. Still humming. Full enough to march back down to the ocean after my own finish. Limping with love, to greet the rest of the strange family I made out there. Standing in the water like old dogs, letting the sea wash off the dust but never the journey.

That part stays. Forever.”

36.5 Hours X 450km = Countless stories, heart break, blisters, friendships, pr’s and giant hornets.

Xoxo team @pumarunning

36.5 Hours X 450km = Countless stories, heart break, blisters, friendships, pr’s and giant hornets.

Xoxo team @pumarunning

36.5 Hours X 450km = Countless stories, heart break, blisters, friendships, pr’s and giant hornets.

Xoxo team @pumarunning

36.5 Hours X 450km = Countless stories, heart break, blisters, friendships, pr’s and giant hornets.

Xoxo team @pumarunning

36.5 Hours X 450km = Countless stories, heart break, blisters, friendships, pr’s and giant hornets.

Xoxo team @pumarunning

36.5 Hours X 450km = Countless stories, heart break, blisters, friendships, pr’s and giant hornets.

Xoxo team @pumarunning

36.5 Hours X 450km = Countless stories, heart break, blisters, friendships, pr’s and giant hornets.

Xoxo team @pumarunning

36.5 Hours X 450km = Countless stories, heart break, blisters, friendships, pr’s and giant hornets.

Xoxo team @pumarunning

Xoxo

Xoxo

Xoxo

All love to the @oklahomacowboys .
Thank you for allowing us to be apart of your journey.

This is truly the most gratifying and special work I’ve been apart of in my career. Thank you @just.bryan for your partnership and creativity.

All love. Thank you to @kokody and @lilahlou_ for their unwavering support in making this happen.
And to everyone @timberland for the confidence to say go!

I hate photos of myself. In fact I didn’t want this photo taken. But I’m grateful to @creedub for this one.