nurse. nerd. nomad.
I first started yoga and meditation practices regularly when I was in Varanasi, India, the year after high school. I was 18. I know how cliched that sounds, but it's true. It was just days after 9/11. It was bizarre and surreal to be both physically removed from the familiar and to have my very... Continue Reading →
Stay home, except to get medical care or essentials, and stay six feet away from other people. That was the advice, gentle at first, then more forceful, and finally, backed with a threat of fine or maybe arrest— it wasn’t clear. The change in the city was dramatic. The freeways flowed free. The commercial streets... Continue Reading →
It’s almost the darkest day of the year— and it’s the start of the return of the light. Don’t worry, I’m not going to go all witchy on you (I’ll save that for my own time). Instead, I wanted to share some ways to keep active outdoors in relative safety and comfort when the light... Continue Reading →
“I’m not really a runner.” “I’m just doing a 5k”. “I just do this to keep in shape.” "I'm not really an athlete, but . . ." YES. YOU. ARE. People give all kinds of stories to explain why they aren’t athletes. But we can all be everyday athletes-- folks who use our bodies to do... Continue Reading →
The sweat is real. Even when the morning temps are in the 60s, I get a little sweaty biking in to work. I tend to ride in wearing what I'm going to wear for work, though, unless it's really gross or I have a big meeting. So headbands, dry shampoo, wicking socks, and sometimes a clean... Continue Reading →
This weekend, I ran the Hood to Coast relay with 9 other women and two intrepid dudes. I only knew one of these people before we started, and she was in the other van. Does that sound nuts? If you’re familiar with HTC (or Ragnar, its cousin), you already know it is nuts. For these... Continue Reading →
Running is not like other sports. Ever seen one of those shirts that says “my sport is your sport’s punishment?” Ha. It takes a certain kind of person, I think to learn to enjoy running. There’s no ball. There aren’t rules. There aren’t goals, or points. . . it’s just people, moving their bodies forward quickly.... Continue Reading →
What’s your relationship with running like these days? Mine has been really chill this past year— I haven’t been training for something, I haven’t been chasing a goal, or running fast (not that I was ever fast). The last race I ran was a 10k in January of 2018 (!?). But I’ve been out there.
Is there something happening in our brains that is separate from our conscious awareness and our intellect? Maybe we don’t all have the structures needed to comprehend beauty. Maybe it resists structure.
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