But I wasn't always that way.
My teens in three words: lost, anxious, lonely. I suffered from crippling social anxiety. Like most teens, I was self-conscious and insecure. I hated everything about myself, from my hair and skin to my awkward sense of humor.
|Brittany helped get me through middle and high school and pretty much life in general. Here we are in DC in 2000. Check out my really cool white Baby G watch and disposable camera.|
Despite my struggles, I made some amazing friends who are still my touchstones today - they know me better than anyone and, because they've been there since the beginning, I know they'll always be there.
Three words to describe my 20s: adventure, self-realization, growth. It's funny how different your early twenties are from the later twenties. In my 20s, I finally began to see my value and embrace who I am. I discovered my love of and talent for teaching. I had never done anything before that made me feel so useful and valuable. Like I had a purpose. Through teaching, I developed real confidence. When you have such a heavy responsibility on your shoulders, you have to live up to it!
|Notes from my students in my first or second year of teaching.|
|21 years old and enjoying Barcelona.|
|My first solo race at 25 years old.|
|My last leg of Ragnar, a defining moment for me...27 years old.|
And I know capping off my 20s in the best way possible means doing something I discovered and learned to love during these last ten years...running a race. See you on the other side, friends!
How have you changed over the years?