THE BLOG

Madison—

There are "tell-tale signals" that show up in my body long before anything dramatic happens.

Warning lights. Quiet ones.

And lately I've been paying attention—because I'm not inte...

Establishing a boundary of five hours minimum sleep. Reflecting on crossing a finish line alone after recovering from a TBI. Achievement without community celebration still holds value.

Sometimes ...

Listing worries and categorizing them as controllable versus uncontrollable using journaling. Organization as oxygen for anxious minds.

I've started a new practice: writing down everything I'm wor...

Responding to mass workplace resignations. Refusing reactive quitting, building systems instead.

New Year's Day. Half my team just resigned.

Not because of anything I did. Not because of anyth...

Redefining leadership as training rather than punishment. Refusing to absorb others' mistakes emotionally.

Someone on my team made a significant mistake yesterday. The kind that used to keep me up...

A snowmobile breaking down becomes a meditation on trust and letting go.

The snowmobile broke down three miles from camp. Middle of nowhere. Cold setting in.

My first instinct: panic. Fix it. ...

Addressing two hungers: physical and emotional. The road demands both.

Long drives used to mean gas station junk food and radio silence. Hours alone with nothing but my thoughts—which, if you know...

Recovery from a TBI with running a competitive 5K despite predictions. Establishing "two love days" for self-care and community.

The doctors said I might never run again after the TBI. They said a...