One thing I learned very young is to love to live with me. As extroverted as I am, I love my me time. Think about it, if you can’t hang out with yourself, love who you are [me with all my quirks] and enjoy your time alone, is anyone else really going to like you for you? I embrace the hours I get to myself. I embrace the moments I share with me. After all, we are our own greatest adventure full of sonic the hedgehog selfies and red ants crawling up our backs. ⚡️⚡️⚡️
Bullying is dumb. I’ve been bullied for being me my whole life. But as I’ve supposedly aged, maybe added a slight dusting of maturity to my preferred childish nature, I have learned this: IT IS NOT ABOUT ME aka IT IS NOT ABOUT YOU.
The hate used to affect me. It still does to an extent. But now when someone throws it my way I want to know why so I can laugh and make sure lies aren’t being told. Because I know who I am. I know I’m a badass. I also know that not everyone is going to understand my WHY. And not everyone knows ME. My whole story isn’t out there. And that’s OK. But it took me a long time to get here. It took years of fighting self doubt. It took some therapy. It still takes work with my sports psych. But the bullying? Bump that. I know my purpose. And I’m here to help ignite the flame that leads you to yours. ⚡️⚡️⚡️
With me you either get the girl who is the first to arrive and the last to leave.
The last to arrive and you never know when I’m going to leave even though my clocks and watches are always set up to 6 minutes fast. 😉
My wrists are often decorated with hair ties, watches, and meaningful rope bracelets I’ve somehow managed to keep for 10 years. I wear a lightning bolt around my neck and my earrings rarely match.
But now, @timexsports ⏱does more than help me tell time. And that’s really freaking awesome. #timexteam ⚡️⚡️⚡️
There was a time when I made it a priority to balance Swimming in with my running because I knew how important it was to me. I still know that running makes me a better swimmer. But more importantly, Swimming makes me a better runner. Always has and always will. Today I gutted myself with a group circuit for my lift followed by Swimming with a masters class. Two things I haven’t done in a really long time. I’m dead but more alive at the same time. So for anyone out there trying to figure out how to do it all: just try. Make it your priority to combine all the things that make you happy. You will be a better version of you if you do all of you. Dive in. Dance. Sing. Swim. Run. Play. Love. Live. You won’t regret it. I promise. ⚡️⚡️⚡️
I’m what you call a hybrid: half Yankee, half Southern Belle. If you can’t keep up, you can’t keep me. Mouth of a Sailor, heart of Gold. My family came over on the Mayflower. Others fought for the Confederate army after bringing their faith over from Europe. A small piece of me is from the cold parts of the country tying in the little Native American heritage I cling to. And today we celebrate everything that my heritage and everyone else’s is about: FREEDOM. Today we celebrate what brought us to this country in the first place and why we came together. Our history isn’t always pretty. But it is what it is. It’s our job today to make things better from here on out. To make better decisions. To help our neighbors and to remember: we are ultimately a country founded on change. Let’s not go back. Let’s keep moving forward and continue helping others peacefully chase their dreams. Whatever they may be. ⚡️⚡️⚡️
Have you heard? Shining your light isn’t going to dim the light of another. Using your voice, sharing your dreams, smiling at a stranger, telling the world how you feel, none of that is going to take away from anyone. So keep doing it. It’s probably going to open the door for others to speak. Your mouth could get you in “trouble” with some. They could say you’re “too outspoken” or too this or too that. You’re not. You can never be too much YOU. For a while I lived life hiding, not showing enough of me. I still have my moments when I withdraw. It happens. But this world is always better when I open my windows and let as much light in as I’m giving out. ⚡️⚡️⚡️
The truth about my handstands might surprise you. Whenever I’m feeling angsty. A little bit nervous. Maybe distracted. I flip my world upside down and center myself. At the beginning of the year I was so off balance I could barely hold myself for a second. Now?? I not only press myself up from a low squat on the ground but I can hold and walk tall with my handstand. I do front-walkovers and back-walkovers with ease. I’m not only physically stronger but mentally focused and more confident with myself and what I’m doing. That growth is my favorite kind of growth. But just because I’ve grown doesn’t mean I don’t need resets. I still do handstands throughout my warmups. I still need perspective shifts. I still need to to let myself fall.