The Affiliate Family…What my business REALLY reflects.

I wake up and go to ‘play’, not to work. To further this boast, my sessions/meetings/conferences/collaborations feel like ‘recess’, not a daily grind. My friends and professional partners are one in the same. …How’d I get so damned lucky? I have thousands of ways (to brag) to explain this fabulous disposition in my career.  I could … Continue reading

Zucchini boats!!

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#obviousracelifeparallel

I never tire of discussing temporary states of discomfort.  In fact, I revel in the after-the-fact-beloved times that I’m placed in dire straits.  Both in triathlon race, and the race that is our daily life to achieve finish line photos in career/parenting/autonomy, discomfort almost always leads to one thing- Growth. And so is born yet … Continue reading

Declaration of Texas IM Purpose

The days keep running into one another.  One giant bulk of mediocre days from which I can’t be sure than anything productive has developed.  Perpetual ‘Zone 2 days’ turn into semi-productive weeks turn into less than ideal ‘training blocks’ for the average age-grouper triathlete.  Because I’m training for another top shelf of self standard event- THE IRONMAN.  … Continue reading

Dear legs,

Dear legs, I fear at times I don’t always express my gratitude fully for your loyal service. You carry me in so many more ways than the obvious. All forms of loving relationships must be nurtured in order to thrive. Cherished. Allow me to provide the proper time and efforts in verbiage to profess my … Continue reading