Riding Past Fear

Riding Past Fear

“You can do it, AJ. You can do it, AJ. You can do it, AJ,” I heard my son whimpering quietly behind me on the tag-along bike attachment. He was scared of biking, and this was our first attempt on the tag-along after years of trying to get him on his own bike with...
A New Date Is Set

A New Date Is Set

By-when? — It’s the question that lingers at the edges of my mind. If I’m to do a task, by-when is the rudder that steers my sails. Wind is needed, certainly. But I can’t control the wind—I can only harness it when it comes, and wait patiently when it...
Below The Surface

Below The Surface

I’d never look at a daffodil bursting through the earth in the spring and criticize it for not blooming sooner. Knowingly, I am above the snow and grasp that the flower won’t survive in any season other than the one intended for it to bloom. It’s effortless for me to...
Every Rep Counts

Every Rep Counts

Every rep counts — this is the thought that drifts into my mind as I think about the challenges of the day, sitting in a chairlift beside Primrose, my oldest child. Up we go, ascending the ski hill on a crisp but sunny winter day. At the bottom of the slope–too...
Breaking Loose

Breaking Loose

I was desperate – locked in place and frustrated. No book hacks, self-help podcasts, or personal commitments could shake me free from the years-long rut that clung to my life like a hoe dragging through tough soil. There were things I couldn’t do anymore – not...