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
That which is neglected has the utmost potential. For me, Physical Education (or PE) is that place and space, and a fairly reflective representation of myself. Take the time and interest to look closer, past the beige tinge and the… Read more ›
The only mental to physical bridge I will use in this post is that when your movement and your life are aligned, when they reflect the same themes and sentiments, you cannot help but see application and connection to everywhere… Read more ›
To cultivate is to note what is, and then steer what you notice toward a particular aesthetic or ambition. In a place that is not my own, or with people that I do not feel responsible for, I can linger… Read more ›
Alternative Title: Describing the Avoidant Half I have been writing about asymmetries for some time. Whether it be determining the up leg from from down leg, or the pitfalls of detorsioning the system, I continue to find and… Read more ›
