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Why I love Friday the 13th

I am crazy superstitious. In high school I wore the same socks, underwear and bra for basketball and softball games, following strict rituals and never straying from my routine. I do not like black cats, sidewalk cracks and I definitely dislike broken mirrors. Friday...

My first melanoma diagnosis: the first cracks in my shield

Someone near and dear to me has recently been diagnosed with melanoma, bringing back memories of those first days in 2001 after my dermatologist confirmed that nasty black and purple mole on the back of my leg was cancerous. At the time I didn’t really know what...

Honoring my alma mater

It’s homecoming season, the time when alumni gather to swap stories and reminisce about the good old days and maybe cringe at the not-so-glory-days of youth. I’ve been reflecting on my own education and decided to finally let go of my grudge and honor my...

The beauty of change: what nature can teach us about transitions

Autumn is my favorite time of year in Colorado when the aspen leaves turn their brilliant gold and orange hues. The sky is so blue and the air so crisp; the mountains draped in rusty red grasses, the gray  rocks dusted ever so slightly with a layer of snow, like...

Triathlon lessons: Conquering fears one at a time

“You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, ‘I lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.’ You must do the thing you think you...