I lived a sort of monastic life in which I swam, ate, studied, and slept, in that order. I was a woman on a mission to achieve every goal I wrote down. But 12 years later, as Ivy Championships drew to a close, I noticed a giant void, not because of the 20 extra hours of free time I now had, but because in the first time in my life I didn’t have any goals to diligently and resolutely strive toward…
Fluctuating thoughts. Bipolar thoughts. Mixed thoughts. No matter what you call them, each of these expressions are characteristics of my current relationship with football. Each of these expressions sum up to describe why it is/was so difficult for me to express my feelings about no longer playing a sport that made up such a large part of my identity for the majority of my life…
I love hockey. I have loved hockey since… forever. I honestly do not remember a time in my life when I didn’t love hockey. Like many sports, hockey is not only a platform for athletics and competition, but a platform for fun…
“How are you feeling today?” I’m asked 20 times a day by 20 different people. My normal response, “I’m feeling alright.” I just can’t explain to everyone: I feel like crap, my head hurts…
Being prepared for the unexpected is essential to being a ski racer. The amount of variability in the sport is almost endless. The weather, the snow, the course set, my equipment and my body are all things that change from day to day. In the end, the person who is able to find stability within the chaos is the one who will continue performing at the highest level. I’ve found that the more I prepare for an unknown future, the more comfortable I am adapting when it arrives…
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