I planned on writing this blog post from a plane, headed to Buenos Aires. I envisioned sharing thoughts that I had in my head as I departed to the “end of the world,” Antarctica, my third stop in my World Marathon Tour for Prostate Cancer. It has been five years of planning to get to [...]
My Mother. My Inspiration.
By Linda Watts My mother. My inspiration. How she helped me to see beyond the finish line. I’m a muscular and competitive woman – just like my mother. Yet for us, there is no singular competition, event, or race that can mark who we are. We choose not to dwell on any distinct moment of [...]
I Cried During Yoga
It was in the name of renewed self-care that fitness blogger Carla Binberg ‘forced’ herself to slow down, stop working, and make time for a 90 minute hot yoga class… more »
Pushing Past Limits, Grace & Triumph
Mom…teacher…wife…coach. I’ve been called all of these. But on August 21st, I was called Iron Girl. I was never so happy crossing that finish line…more »
WOOT – Women On Okinawan Trails
As a military wife originally from New Zealand, I’ve had to accept that stability is no longer a word I can use in reference to my life and, as such, I’ve had to look for alternative ways to feel… more »
My Goal Race
I decided to run the More Half Marathon this year because I wanted to prove to myself that I could have a good race after a disappointing finish in the marathon I ran… more »
East Meets West Meets East
A dusty light filters through the thick, rosewood-framed glass of the second story of a renovated townhouse. I sit, legs folded, at the front of this yoga classroom… more »
The Rewards of Surfing
I didn’t have any expectations or experience surfing before going to Sayulita to attend a Las Olas Surf Safari as their 2010 Scholarship recipient…
The Courage to Try Again
I am training for Bay to Breakers, San Francisco’s classic race, in an old air hangar on an abandoned air force base. The ceiling is 100 feet above me… more »
Post Season Bonus: We are Strong
As a new kiter, this was my first full season, the first year where I could run down to the beach at any hint of wind and get some action in from early spring right through to the end of fall… more »
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