I’ve been feeling a bit distant from writing lately. And I think I’ve found out why. I’ve always tried to be a positive person. I’m also a recovering spazz. I have a vivid memory of a girl at band…
Swimmer in Transition Posts
Dark thoughts are evil things. They suck the life from your legs and squeeze the blood from your heart until you utter the words, “I quit.” What’s the point of physically training, if we don’t also train our minds…
21. That’s how many times, per hour, I stop breathing in any given night. I’ve been pretty silent on this, but sleep apnea is far from. About a year ago I completed the entire Intelligentsia Cup series with Chicago…
Heading into the unknown is an experience that is less common as we get older. Familiarity replaces new adventures. We get used to the comforts of our bubble. F*ck the bubble. Maybe that’s why I entered the Dirty Kanza…
Sometimes you just gotta go slow before you can go fast. 2018 has started off a bit, sluggish. Half by design, half by the never ending winter arctic blast midwestern bs weather patterns. Can you tell I’m over it?…
Reflection. Nostalgia. Analysis I headed home to be inducted into my high school athletic hall of fame. I’m now fifteen years removed from that period of my life and I’ve reached a point where looking back isn’t something I…
So many feels. Nine months. I feel like I’ve gone through a gamut of emotions this year, sorta like my own version of a pregnancy {although I’ll never experience this, nor do I intend to compare my challenges to…
It takes so much more than pinning a number on to be able to race for 10 days straight. Yet sometimes it’s just that easy. Pin the number, tie the shoes, buckle the helmet, toe the line. The 2017…