• Who Am I

    Somewhere In Between.

    When I first started out, I didn’t think I could do it. Track. Grad school. Momming. Entrepreneurship. So it should come as no surprise, that I’m in yet another space of transition & my instinct is to fall in-line with that feeling of doubt. It’s oddly comfortable to allow the belief that I don’t know what I’m doing consume me. It’s familiar & I know that if I stay in that space there is only one outcome. To fail. There is no risk involved. I will do, say and be exactly what I thought. A failure. Except, the moment I do that. The moment I slide into the comfort of…

  • Who Am I

    My Love Of Track. Andraya’s Right To Compete. And Dr Seuss.

    Growing up in a small town (essentially isolated) in the Midwest definitely came with a lot of life lessons. The biggest lesson I walked away with was KNOWING a person is a person. Period. If you know much about small towns in the Midwest you’ll probably not be surprised when I say that lesson was learned the hard way. That truth (a person being a person) and the strength to stand up for that no matter how shaky my voice is wasn’t exactly the way of life growing up. My stronghold on this truth didn’t develop because I learned by the example my community set. The truth in that lesson…

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