The following is a reminder. To me. Ive not lost my mojo –it’s more life has conspired ( neutering ! volunteering !) to snag my time. The below is a nudge to myself. About voice. My voice. And how I *need* to make the time to re-find it.
My Oakland gym.
Much to my parents’ chagrin I’m known for telling people I was not blessed with good genetics.
I’m the product of a super-smart woman and a quite brainy male.
As a result, I come from a family that values brains over brawn.