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…

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…

Mine is not a story of a career ending injury or a forced departure from my sport. I wasn’t beaten or bruised out of the game I loved, and my time on the ice wasn’t unjustly cut short. Rather, mine is the story of a reluctant retirement…

Being a high-performance athlete is incredibly time-consuming. Yes, we all know this, but I really urge you to reflect on it…

Finishing my senior hockey season and graduating college was filled with mixed emotions. It was somewhere between “oh f*ck… what do I do now?” and a sense of excitement for the next chapter in my life…