Driving alone on the highway for the first time, my worldly possessions in the backseat, I felt a rich wave of courage release within me. Some cap inside me popped, unleashing a sturdy surge of defiance I didn’t know I possessed. And my courage steamed over the ridge between the mental and the physical like the froth of a freshly poured beer, burbling out across the landscape. … More I am the hero of my own story
My (forced) evolution from climber to coach. Over the past year I’ve gone from climbing 10+ hours a week to coaching from the ground. Climbing was a huge part of growing up for me as a kid, and I’m so happy to be coaching a youth team now and spreading the love. However, it’s been … More From climber to coach
And stretching in the sun of her childhood, she decided that everything was going to be okay. The picture of a misty park in New Zealand that her penpal had sent her was on her mind, and she thought about how she was sitting there with the whole upper-floor palace of the large-windowed building on … More Subtly braless and listening to Sufjan Stevens
Today I see the wet brick streets And red lamppost shops Of Montreal I smell the green grass of Vancouver I taste the sweet coconut of that sticky bun You bought me from the supermarket behind the climbing gym And the tang of the blood that encircled my calf as I cried happily at the … More I remember!
“Changing what counts as acceptable public behaviour is one of the ways you go about changing prevailing attitudes; ask anyone who still smokes cigarettes.”- Deborah Cameron (Verbal Hygiene, 143) … More Verbal Hygiene
February last year, I quit climbing to focus on healing my body. My right wrist, coincidentally my dominant one, had gotten to the point where it ached constantly to the point it even kept me up at night. Here I am a year later, sans climbing but still breathing! For a complete history of my … More The Long Road (TFCC wrist injury update)
After a year of sadness Mourning the soft white landscape She wants the seas to rise And the sand to tear its way through her She wants a fire to sweep this quietness.
There’s one certain thing– no matter what happens, Christmas comes. Whether it’s been a good year or a bad one, under either snow or sun, you can count on Christmas to arrive. I hope life has been treating you all well, and the holiday spirit has begun to sweep you off your feet. I myself … More Christmas Comes
We all have days where you feel like just lying at home in bed all day because venturing outside would be pointless and you know it wouldn’t really do any good. Some days are worse than others. The thought of talking to other people reminds you of the futility of the O2-CO2 gas exchange. But here … More 9 Wicked Songs I Discovered by Braving Human Interaction