When 5.8 is Scarier than 5.12

The backs of my hands are bruised and there’s still tape residue on them. My right forearm is slightly swollen. My legs are covered in bruises. I’m not sure when or how my enjoyment of crack climbing became a fully fledged love, but shoving my hands into the cracks of the Vedauwoo boulders elevated my…

Turning 25

I like to think that my quarter life crisis happened last summer, driving to work at 5:30 in the morning, and listening to “Escape” by Rupert Holmes (aka “The Pina Colada Song”). I was freaking out. I was about to turn 24 and still in undergrad with no real forward momentum in my life, or…

If You Need A Pep Talk

I spent last weekend at the New River Gorge in West Virginia. It was an unplanned trip, the week before Kathy Karlo texted me asking if I would meet her there to do some filming for Arêt Baseware. I was determined to go. The week before I left was awful, I fought with my boyfriend,…

Girl, You Got Guns!

A few weeks ago I took my car to get my oil changed. I was supposed to go to a barre class with a girl friend of mine and was wearing the expected yoga pant and tank top attire when I walked up to the register. At some point, between rummaging through my purse and paying…

Fighting and Laughter in Las Vegas

I’m still in denial that I’m back in Atlanta, even if I’ve spent two weeks in my usual routine of class, work, sleep. Going to Red Rock was more than just a trip without my boyfriend. It was my trip. My trip where I spent four days going from boulder to boulder collecting battle scars and…

That Magic Sports Bra

Every time I open Instagram on my phone, which–let’s be honest–is all the time, I see beautiful, strong women crushing boulders or training for projects. Most of the time it’s inspiring; it makes me want to train just as hard; it motivates me to stop binge watching West World or Stranger Things and go to…

How Physical Challenge Provides Mental Break Throughs

 Post originally written for Fayettechill. I remember once babbling on to my dad about how incredibly buff professional rock climbers Alex Puccio and Lisa Rands were and how I wanted to be strong like them. My dad looked at me, “you are buff!” He proceeded to tell me all the other changes he had noticed as…

Driving and- uh, What’s that Smell?

I love road trips, either by myself listening to Harry Potter on Audible or with whatever friends I can convince to join me. My favorite ones are when I get to spend more than just one night in a tent and relax for more than just a few days. Spring break is that time of…