Mountains are really big. It’s a simple statement and not utterly profound, but until you’ve been surrounded by them and stood at the foot of even small ones, it doesn’t entirely hit home. They’re huge. So big, in fact, that you can’t see the whole thing when you’re up close. Daunting. And also somehow alive,…
Life with a Powerlifting Spouse: Guest Post by John Taylor-Hood
Vicky’s Note: A while back I asked John to write something about living with a powerlifter. I’m not sure quite what I expected, really. I know *I* find me hard to live with when training is particularly brutal so I was curious/a little afraid as to what he would say from his angle. I also…
Sometimes darkness can show you the light
It’s November 20 and the thing I’m noticing is how short the days are becoming as this year draws to its close. It’s dark so early lately and each day the night gets a little larger. This weekend we dug out Christmas lights and started sprinkling the house with their glow in an effort to…
Things I sometimes wish I could say to my athletes/clients (and sometimes do)
When I accept you as a client, I accept your fight as my own. Your struggles become (in part) my struggles. Your failures and successes sit on my shoulders as well as yours.
