From Skater to Sprained Ego to Recovery Chic
I went roller skating to feel young again. It worked—if by young you mean willing to wager your aging skeleton against nostalgia.
But...She Won
We stood in a tiny dressing room of a trailer, just the two of us. He held the results from the judges. The winner was clear. The woman had blown everyone away. But he hesitated. Then he turned to me and said, “What do you think? Should we give it to my buddy instead?”
Just like that, everything I had built was at risk.
A Real Human Life
Sometimes I think we overcomplicate what it means to be human. We chase meaning, dig for purpose, try to transcend. But maybe the sacred isn’t buried. Maybe it’s already here.
Drinking from a Saucer
I had spent four years being told what things are—cups are for drinking, saucers are for holding cups. But here was Grandma, breaking the rules in the quietest, most matter-of-fact way.
Mountainous Fails: Tales of Overconfidence, Altitude, and a Humbling Lack of Coordination
📍 "Mountainous Fails"
🌨️ Two mountain rescues, one overinflated ego, and a pair of soggy pants later…
Mountains have taught me many things: humility, the importance of warm pants, and why confidence doesn’t always equal skill. From tumbling like a human snowball at 17 to discovering snowshoes won’t save you from altitude sickness in middle age, I’ve learned the hard way that I’m better suited to sea level.