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Morning Tea

I am on my final sips of a lukewarm mug of tea that I started almost an hour ago. During an interview once, the woman I was meeting with looked down at her takeaway cup of coffee and announced “Ah, these are just props anyway.” Each time I reach for my mug, I remember I’m just using a stand-in for what I really want: strong, hot, caffeine-laden coffee. Continue reading Morning Tea

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A Good Coach

I signed up for another Crossfit competition. In July, I’ll be competing in the Individual – Scaled category at WODSunset in Niterói. I’m perpetually looking for competitions with either mixed-gender teams or individual events since, if I’m on a team, I have a built-in English speaker to help me translate when my brain is too fried and, alone, I have the capacity to only compete with myself.

I’m excited. Continue reading A Good Coach

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Seen Through

When I was in elementary school, I remember one particularly cruel recess period when almost all of the girls in my class decided to form a not-so-secret club, but they wouldn’t let me join. It was pure, adolescent meanness for the sake of soothing the aching uncertainty of puberty. Nevertheless, I remember sobbing next to the sink in our classroom and one of my classmates, who had barely spoken to me prior, feeding me paper towels to wipe the tears off my face. Continue reading Seen Through

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Resting Between All or Nothing

I always love to read articles and books about balance and rest, about how we focus so much on going going going that we need to find time to stop and pause. Whether it’s a social media cleanse or a meditation retreat, I often find myself thinking, “I should try that!” Yet on a day-to-day basis, I always find an excuse as to why I can’t, especially when it comes to training.

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KG > LB

I’m a little bit jealous because Gustavo recently got his hands on the KG > LB shirt from Strong Strong Supply. In my eternal love-fest for Meg Squats, I immediately snagged an Angel of Depth t-shirt (I mean, come on, that’s so clever) in lieu of having my fashion take a stand in favor of the metric system. Continue reading KG > LB