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
It has been established that there are two halves of the body, and each organizes relative to where the perceived center is — either shifted right or left of actual. (There is also a front to back component, but that’s… Read more ›
“You can’t think and feel at the same time.” I rejected this notion with a misplaced conviction that my attention acted as a gatekeeper for my senses. Want to feel something? Place your brain there to find it. I saw… Read more ›
Last year, a focus was made on building rest into physical education. It was purposefully counter to tradition and expectation. This year, I doubled down and gave them time to do what they’d like with. Of the ninety-minute long block… Read more ›
A system is reliant on adherences to tradition. There is an underlying agreement that this is how things are done. Those the system served well (at least, perceptually) tend to place (or find) themselves in leadership positions that perpetuate… Read more ›
