Guten Tag Salty Runners! Ever since young-me wrote feverishly within a hardback journal on the pink quilt of my farm home, I’ve navigated internal intricacies and all those existential questions best on paper. I’m thankful and thrilled to connect with all of you on the Salty Running platform!
The farm held the usual – ducks, chickens, dogs – but my mother, a saint of a veterinarian, brought home the homeless. Thus, we also had turtles, rabbits, parrots, crows, and 27 cats. We bottle-fed motherless kittens, transported opossums, and had a capacious cemetery.
Living in the country meant long walks to bus stops and with a mother who could run a sub-5:00 mile and a 6’3” basketball playing father, it’s likely that nature nurtured my running. I was a very sentimental and emotional child; running allowed me to explore these emotions with aim. With running came lessons in individuality as well as teamwork, work ethic, respect, humility. There were turkey trots, popsicle runs, middle school track and field, a competitive high school cross country and track program (I was a hurdler), where my team took first at state several years running. Approaching college, I wanted to experience life outside of Home, and helped start the first women’s cross country program at Concordia – Portland; after a year there, I moved back home to compete on Western Washington University’s teams. Read more >>