Did you see me crying at that fire? I was dejected in my friend’s arms, sobbing so hard I couldn’t catch my breath. Do you wonder what I was thinking about during that moment I couldn’t speak and Jason shooed the camera away asking to give me some space and dignity and everyone else was[…]
Jaala and I are a lot alike. We love to challenge ourselves in many different sports regardless of our level of proficiency. This year Jaala’s athletic goal is a 48 hour physical event run by former Special Forces cadre; the event is called GORUCK Selection (link to blog post). It is a brutal non-stop event[…]
On this, my 39th birthday, you may be surprised to know what I am not thinking about. I’m not thinking about aging. I am not thinking about gray hair. I am not thinking about creaking bones, obesity, 401Ks, buying a home, debt, stress, or anything else that a typical 39-year-old is supposed to be thinking[…]
It started with a photo. Standing in the Dead Sea with a huge grin on my face, my eyes were squeezed shut because I had accidentally opened them in the saltiest water on earth and gone temporarily blind. The water was blue, the sky was clear, the rocks shone brightly with flecks of salt reflecting[…]
*Selection photos by GORUCK “This is how people die on Mt. Everest,” I thought. Gazing at the stars through the canopy of swamp vegetation, anchored to the ground by the 60+ pound ruck on my back, I was a turtle; there was no possibility of flipping myself over. My mind was giving my body instructions[…]
“Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.” -Iain S. Thomas As we bumped along discreet[…]
The sun is setting over the Pacific Ocean. I stare at the last sliver of light, hands on knees, slightly bent over so I can breathe more efficiently. Sweat drips off the tip of my nose and I watch it hit the dirt; it is one of the driest summers in the last decade in[…]
My college boyfriend had a gloriously huge heart and a mind filled with dreams. A hopeless romantic, he seemed to not worry much about the serious things in life; student loans, grades, bills, the future. He used to read a lot of philosophy and at night, sing songs with his friends until dawn. Since[…]