When they handed me an eight-pound bundle sixteen years ago, I remember looking at her and thinking, “Whoa. Who the hell are you?” I’ve spent the last sixteen years finding out, watching her grow from baby to toddler to children to adult, and I’m still as fascinated by this whole process as I was the…
Tag: reflections
One step backwards, three steps forward
“My goggles. Have you seen my special prescription goggles? I don’t think I packed them!” I was standing in the middle of the living room, surrounded by mountains of clothing, kayaking gear, food bags, blankets and assorted miscellany that was yet to be packaged into boxes and bags and then two small cars, looking around…
My own skin
I’m going to come right out and say it: I love my body. I love that I’m short. It gives me tremendous leverage and I like the world from this height. I love that I am physically stronger than many women and always have been. I’m proud of what this lets me do. It took…
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 