On Watching Women Play
I was sitting in the bleachers at a beach volleyball court when I wrote this in my head. My daughter was next to me, watching women compete. And I thought: I want her to keep watching. This is a letter about why — and about a Foo Fighters concert, a pizza box, and the thing that happens when someone does the thing first.
On Running When the Heat Gets There First
I didn't leave the house until after eleven — under-slept, under-fed, and already behind before the heat even got involved. This is the story of a run that didn't go as planned, and a few things I've learned, the hard way, about training when summer shows up uninvited.
How I Finally Fell in Love with Running (After a Very Long Argument with It)
Nobody warns you that becoming a mother can make you a stranger to yourself. But honestly, I'd been losing and finding my identity through sport long before that. From Division I track to obstacle racing to triathlon — and finally to a quiet trail walk with my dog — this is the story of how I stopped performing movement and started choosing it. This is why Wildflower Running exists.