Sarah Bonner: ex-party girl turned vegan triathlete. Canadian expat living in Banyoles, Catalonia, Spain. Writer, vegan cook/baker, unicorn lover – the badass woman who’ll kick your ass in the water, on the bike, running, and probably darts too. She’s good at pretty much everything she does, and she’s tough as nails. Take a look at Sarah Bonner in her fashionable print cycling kit complete with ice cream cones and unicorns and you don’t immediately think that she’d chew you u

Eleven weeks ago I was on the ground in tears waiting for an ambulance. A car blitzed through a stop sign, knocked me off my bike, and just like that life was very different. To an outsider, it was a forgettable accident: I didn’t break any bones, there was nonpermanent damage, and so life goes on. For me, it was life changing and it completely consumed me. I couldn’t walk, sit down, or stand up by myself. I couldn’t turn my head and, with torn intercostal muscles, every sing

It’s been five weeks. I was putting away a freshly folded cycling jersey and it became clear how bad things were. I had been “staying positive”, constantly telling myself how lucky I was, how things could have been much worse, that I was fine and I would power through whatever I had to—and all of that was true—but suddenly I could see past those coping lines. Holy shit. I was just going 800m. I jumped on my city bike and I remember consciously deciding to take the back road b

Sarah heads to Italy with training partner Ewa Komander to race Challenge Roma. It’s her worst result and one of her best performances, all in one. #ChallengeRome #challenge #Sports #TTbike #triathlon #halfironman #Athlete #italy #results #challengefamily #Roma #triathlete #Rome #ChallengeRoma #Racing #Travel #performance

It’s also far from your expectations. Somewhere in between the enchanting giraffe-roaming natural landscape pictured in travel magazines and the nation’s complicated history, is East London. It’s not a place you dream of going but add “Ironman 70.3” to it’s name and it becomes a destination for the swim, bike, run crowd. Once you’ve done a few triathlons you can go through registration, bike check-in, and the race briefing with your eyes closed. But this is Africa so we quick

Exploring Toulouse, “La Ville Rose,” from the Basilique Saint-Sernin de Toulouse and Place du Capitole to the Canal du Midi, Chapelle Saint-Joseph de la Grave, and all the cobbled streets in between. #explore #BasiliqueSaintSernindeToulouse #Sports #triathlon #run #ChapelleSaintJosephdelaGrave #tourist #training #UrbanRun #CanalduMidi #Toulouse #lost #CityRun #PlaceduCapitole #video #France #Running #triathlete #French #Travel

Skyrunning to Pic Negre (2650m) from El Pas de la Casa, Andorra. #PicNegre #trailrunning #Andorra #triathlon #Skyrunning #run #Athlete #athletelife #Running #mountains #triathlete #europe

Exploring Cascais, Portugal from the botanical gardens and the harbour to the heart of old town. #sweatcollective #Sports #Cascais #triathlon #runner #Athlete #girl #video #Running #triathlete #Travel #lifestyle #Portugal

I stared out the window at the massive peaks, taking a minute to locate myself on the planet and appreciate the sublime beauty of the Alpe d’Huez valley. The car swung around hairpin the and with it my mind back to reality. As we descended, so did my perspective. I felt like a joke. It was my first self-induced DNF. I had those letters on results sheets before but only for major mechanicals. It was a slow decision. An idea that my brain had quickly calculated after taking in

“A sign!” I sang out loud in a melodic mix of relief and excitement. I wasn’t really, truly lost. Every now and then I could see the tree-cleared ski run on the mountain next to me.  I could hear a river. I had drawn a mental map and I was still kind of moving in, what I thought, was the right direction. I could always back-track too. Still, I felt so elated I hugged the wooden post. Thinking you’re on the right track is a whole different experience than knowing you’re on the

I race Ironman 70.3 Mont Tremblant in Quebec, Canada and it doesn’t start off well… #Quebec #bionicktriathlon #CycleTechnique #Ironman703 #triathlon #halfironman #703 #monttremblant #Scinece2Sport #Athlete #monttremblant703 #Canada #Sport #moveprotein #Dare2Tri #SarahKimBonner #Race #ironman #LouisGarneau #lifestyle #garneau

Getting ready for Mont Tremblant 70.3…and the story of my first flying mount (yeah, it didn’t go well). #skechersshoes #ontraio #skechers #Sports #bionicktriathlon #Ironman703 #triathlon #703 #monttremblant #Healthy #Athlete #monttremblant703 #Canada #Cycling #rain #Sport #moveprotein #Dare2Tri #athletelife #flyingmount #preparingforatriathlon #racePrep #SarahKimBonner #Race #ironman #lifestyle #garneau #proathlete

I open my 2017 season with Half Challenge Gran Canaria. #challenge #Sports #Spain #triathlon #Athlete #grancanaria #video #triathlete #canaryislands #Racing #Travel #proathlete

“You’ve been disqualified!” Edward shouted at me from the sidelines as I laid on the cement, feeling the adrenaline and pain surge through me. In what universe was this situation ever imagined? First, let’s back up. I was in Seville for the Sevilla-Itálica half iron distance triathlon. It was a small local event that fit perfectly into my calendar to top off winter training and get me into race mode for the start of my 2017 season. Pre-race was a wash of Spanish but, regardle

Should I keep moving forward? Suddenly I was questioning my direction and feeling completely lost. My mind was a constant knot of questioning as I tried to get my bearings. When in doubt, up. It was “the big climb” around Mojacar. The visiting pro teams did their training camp testing there, the Strava KOM was highly contested and, more importantly, it was exactly what I needed. Ten kilometres of climbing would be long enough, I figured. Long enough to feel the work in my leg

It was January 1st. The beach bar across the street was still pumping music and with the squint of one eye I hit my phone: 6:13 am. The bars in my Spanish coastal town close at 6am so any minute the soundtrack of the night would finally give way to the standard metronomic crash of waves. I rolled over in annoyance. My stomach churned. My skin prickled. I was full of regret. I wanted to start the new year off running, literally. Or riding or swimming. In my physical condition,

Lining up in beautiful Sardinia for the last race of the 2016 season. #challenge #challengefortevillage #sardinia #Sports #triathlon #Athlete #italy #Sport #chia #longdistancetriathlon #Racing #Travel #ForteVillage #proathlete

Prepping for my last race of the 2016 season, Challenge Forte Village, in beautiful Sardinia. #routerecon #challenge #challengetriathlon #challengefortevillage #longdistance #sardinia #Sports #triathlon #halfironman #Athlete #italy #video #chia #Travel #Bioracer #europe

Mashed banana is a great option instead of yogurt and, since you can change up what goes on top, it never gets boring. The almond butter is what elevates this breakfast to stellar but if you don’t have any, straight up banana mash is a close second. Thawed frozen berries are great way to keep berries in your diet year round. A dash of cinnamon can be a welcome addition when partnered with apples. Pecans are a must try! Going on the road? Put all the dry ingredients together i

It was two degrees in Chamonix but I had a mountain to run up. From the misty forest to the wind-swept open rocks at Plan du l’Aiguille and then, after a not-so-sneaky change in the middle of the cable car from sweaty running clothes to multiple warm layers, the iconic snowy peaks of l’Aiguille du Midi to gaze on the sublimity of Mont Blanc. For once, “epic” really does apply. #trailrunning #PlandulAiguille #triathlon #Skyrunning #Chamonix #frenchalps #Athlete #Sport #MontBla