Me.

Mom. Triathlete. Yogi. Foodie. Writer. Boss. Coffee lover. Side hustler.

I run for team Oiselle Volée and Skratch Labs.

A Letter to Myself

A Letter to Myself

Some of it is natural ability.

Some is training.

And the rest?  all heart.  Yes, all heart.

Natural ability can be wasted.  Training can fail.  But heart?

All in...with the most returns.

So today...

Push off with the few natural abilities you've developed through your training.  When things get tough, remember those short bursts of effort; how you thought you couldn't, yet somehow you did.  At the end, all will hurt and the tank will be low.  Don't succumb to that fear.  Rather, drop those arms, lift that chest.  Black out with every cell of your pounding heart, pushing you home.  

Most of all, just be goddamned proud.  

Repeater (Nope, Not Fugazi)

Repeater (Nope, Not Fugazi)

My 4 AM

My 4 AM