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My Nine

My Nine. Featured in this image are the top nine most liked images from my Instagram account in 2018. Funny. The story I submitted for my graduate school program was entitled, “My Nine.” It was going nowhere. Literally. The first-person narrator was a woman...

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Hung up on Hunger

You don’t get something with the intention of losing it. I don’t know how to do this. Walk this dusty path of grief. I understand that one foot must shuffle past the other because the world doesn’t stop just because your loved one died....

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Unzipped

I have flown out of the Portland airport two times in my life, both times for my graduate program’s residency workshops, both times occurring in the past year. And both times I had my zipper break. Not on my bag. Not on my shirt....

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Awake

I am a coffee bean. Waiting to be ground(ed) Packaged Swirled Squeezed Pressed Scooped Shoveled Dumped Don’t make a mess I serve you best when you allow me to percolate Drip drip drip Grumble then rumble Pour me into your mug Hold me close...

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Mess Hall

Three things for today: 1.  I have wanted to post on my Instagram a particular picture by John Stutz in order to discuss a topic and make a point that I began in a previous Instastory poll. I even wrote up a blog entry....

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No Filter

Nine years ago my grandmother passed away on this day. I used to spend this anniversary day in a cloud, a fog, a haze…tears traveling down my face. My heart and head heavy. In 2013, I suddenly said, “No more.” I planned my three-week...

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Bending Your Endings

A previous coach told me in my previous off season: “Don’t write down your workouts prior to doing them. You may feel differently or need a different approach when the day and time comes to hit the weights and complete the exercises.”   I...

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Hanging by a Thread

Did you know I go to a therapist? Right here; right now. I do. Not many in the fitness industry probably admit to this. How many even do it? I’ve been in therapy most of my life. I sometimes take breaks…months, even years. But...

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