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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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I Don’t Know Squat

Form is everything. As much as I film myself or try to develop the proprioception to implement minute cues to keep my body aligned and safe, it’s nearly impossible to have perfect form without external feedback. How you think your body is moving isn’t always the same as how it’s actually moving. Continue reading I Don’t Know Squat

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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

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San Juan

I used to walk past the Julia de Burgos mural on 106th street almost every day when I lived in East Harlem. I had never read anything by her before and I loved the daily, poetic reminder she gave me. While I was in Puerto Rico last week, I kept thinking of that mural and the connection between NY and Puerto Rico, two places tightly tied together by culture, love, and pride. Continue reading San Juan

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Sometimes You Fail

After three long months of programming, yesterday was the day I was due to test my new maxes on both squat and bench press. I’m pretty diligent when it comes to homework, so I followed my programming religiously, despite wanting to test myself or push myself harder on those rest weeks or when a fun crossfit workout came along. Continue reading Sometimes You Fail