I saw a meme the other day that said something along the lines of “we all forgot an Olympics happened in 2018” and it blew my mind. I had forgotten all about Pyeongchang and the hours I spent on my couch watching people hurdle down mountains and fly into the air on skates. Pyeongchang gave…
I’m in an odd season of life. A lot has changed in 2018. I took a big chance in moving to Chapel Hill for a new job and what, at the time, was a mere possibility that I might be able to open my own barre studio. I’ve had to face fears, step out of…
I’m officially a Chapel Hill resident. Unofficially. I have to do the whole change my registration and driver’s license to North Carolina thing in the next 30 days, but I have a Chapel Hill address, so the idea is the same. I moved on Saturday with the help of my mom, stepdad, brother, sister, and…
Life has a weird way of working out. Have you ever paused to take account of not only where you are now, but how you got there? I do that from time to time. Decisions to go to an event, send an email, or sign up for a program have inevitably led me to this…
I didn’t love 2017. 2017 wasn’t a bad year. It just wasn’t one of those years you look back on and think “damn, that was a really good year.” It had its highlights. I competed in Festivus in April, my first (and last) Strongman competition in July, and won a charity powerlifting meet in…
I had a post about exercise equipment scheduled, but I would be remiss if I didn’t address the events that happened in my hometown over the weekend. Friday night, sitting on my couch watching Mad Men, I started to see tweets about a gathering of Neo-Nazis at UVA. I perhaps naively thought it would be…
