As a competitive athlete for twenty years, my sole focus was working to be better than other people. Then my body broke down and my mind and identity soon followed. Lost in the abyss of post-competitve depression and unable to find the help I needed, I set out to fix myself, both physically and mentally. The start was a mindshift to cooperation, and a mission to share what I once would have greedily hoarded for myself. This site is a living document to what I’ve figured out, with hopes that it makes for a little less hurt in the world.
– Christine Ruffolo
I am the only female in my high school PE department. It’s been this way for 20 years. The one time another female came in she tried to out-alpha the football coach and got removed from teaching PE and placed… Read more ›
While walking through the streets of Europe last Spring, Adarian Barr wondered why his feet felt so good. He traced it back to the cobblestones. The lift, the variability, the multiple points of potential folding. This was the impetus behind… Read more ›
When new words are introduced, we tend to react as if they make things more complicated. We already know. We already have an understanding on what the terms we already use mean. Why would we change? We change when we are… Read more ›
Pairs. Roles. Asymmetry. The body knows and the body has ways. Understanding the differences between the halves helps you appreciate them. One side isn’t ‘good’. The other isn’t ‘bad’. They hold a function within the system. Here’s a big picture… Read more ›
