“A lot of Olympians are overachievers.” Meredith Vieira, August 5, 2016 Perhaps this explains it. Perhaps, this is the single best reason I never made it to the Olympics. Well, along with personal drive, access to coaches, money to make it happen, practice facilities, and an addiction to Oreos. Oh wait – one more thing. Talent. But a girl can dream, can't she? Dreams fueled by memories, I've decided to reflect on the summer olympics of my youth. Swimming was my sport, and I remember Continue Reading
Infomercials, the Presidential Race and the Gospel
Note:I've promised you a blog that is politics and religion free. This blog slightly violates that promise... in the spirit of the post. Last night, I laughed so uncontrollably, I had to work to catch my breath. When is the last time that happened to you? Oh, it felt so good. What provoked it? I was watching a goofy late night TV show and there was an infomercial for a *flashlight. Oh no, this wasn’t any ordinary flashlight. This was a flashlight so powerful, it could still function even Continue Reading
My Walk of Shame
The sun was high and my mouth was dry. It was 92 degrees, and fortunately, the humidity had dropped a bit, so it only felt like 95. But I was bound and determined to get that walk in. Step by step, against the black asphalt. Why was I doing this to myself, much less at the hottest part of the day? Two reasons. Reason One. I savored every single bite of a Coney dog for lunch. And so it didn’t feel lonely on the plate, I ordered a side of fries – extra crispy, of course. In case you’re not Continue Reading
The Relationship Between Social Media and a Civil Society
Last week was a tough one for me, like it was for so many of you, I imagine. I wanted to turn off the news, yet I was also drawn to it. Persecution, prosecution, discrimination, recrimination. The unfairness of life. By the end of the week, I was experiencing a myriad of feelings – confusion, hopelessness, guilt, desperation, among them, yet also knowing this country is my home, and there's no place else I'd rather live. In the middle of the week, I received a friendly message that I’ve been Continue Reading