living unwell

Well, that was short-lived. For the last couple months or so, I’ve been dealing with a whole slew of health issues. I feel like my body is a 2 year old throwing an epic tantrum, chucking everything I offer in an entitled rage. And the roller coaster ride

9/11

I have been avoiding this post all week. Even now, it’s the 11th hour of my self-imposed deadline for posting every Tuesday. Today marks 17 years since the terrorist attacks that destroyed the Twin Towers and part of the Pentagon. A lot of people died and the nation

privilege

This past weekend, I visited the special exhibit at the Heard Museum called “Dear Listener” by Nicholas Galanin. I took advantage of the Culture Pass program and got free tickets to check it out. I had no idea what to expect, but it ended up being a deeply

sick day

It’s been awhile since I last lived alone, or moved to a new city, or had to start over. I definitely enjoy the novelty of moving, but one thing that’s hard no matter your situation is being sick. For the last 4.5 years, I’ve lived in the same

imposter syndrome

Imposter syndrome… I think this may turn out to be a common theme throughout the next 16 months. My classmates are seriously incredible. Many are out-of-the-box thinkers. Some have enormous hearts, with a passion to change the world. A number of them own or manage their own businesses

ragbrai

What. an. experience. Where do I even begin? Not only was RAGBRAI the biggest physical challenge I’ve ever faced, it was also one of the most mentally trying feats as well. In fact, physically, I was in decent shape, but it was 80% mind games. When I had

gone touring

I’m on a bicycle tour across the great state of Iowa from July 22-28. Follow along on instagram! I’ll see you when I get back. I’m driving back to Arizona from Iowa, so next week’s post will be up a day late.

first impressions

Instead of dwelling on all the wonderful things about Tucson that I’ll be missing, I’m going to take this opportunity to tell you about my first two days (and first impressions) of my new city, Phoenix. My first meal after moving all my crap into the house was

digital connection

A reminder of the past Remember when we used technology as a tool instead of a replacement for face-to-face connection? I found this photo on an old flash drive. I had downloaded all of my pictures before deleting my LiveJournal account. (Does anyone else remember LiveJournal?) It’s funny