Running with my muse

Running with my muse

I’ve pounded this pavement countless times before, running more miles than I could possibly remember. Through depression and heartache. Through moments of elation. Fear. Struggles. Hope. And everything in-between. I left skin, blood, and sweat on that road. It’s where I stumbled upon concussions 2 and 3. I crunched through snow. Reveled in the rain. Felt … Read More

Little reminders

It is 12:15 a.m. on a Wednesday morning and I am laying in bed icing my knee and finishing up a bowl of tofu, Brussels sprouts, and carmelized onion. Why? Because this is my life. The life of a derby player typically means late night dinners, loads of post-practice ice and Epsom salt, and very … Read More

A bottle of Irony

Well, folks, it’s been awhile. I promise I haven’t been neglecting you all. It’s just that… Well… Okay, maybe I’ve been neglecting you. Here’s the deal: I had a dear friend surprise me with a bottle of pinot noir—appropriately named Irony—for my birthday last weekend. We popped the cork and I enjoyed a glass to … Read More

Wherefore art thou?

Wow. It’s been ages since I’ve written. Sorry guys, but here’s the reason why: It’s taken lots of practices. Long hours. Not to mention — I’ve been working on a novel! If you have time to watch this, it was one of my better games from our Divisionals tournament. If you don’t, no big deal. … Read More