My Story Begins...

in Manhattan Beach, CA and I've decided that the experience of my past was perfect. 

I was surrounded by Olympians and Professional Athletes mostly wherever I went. Now I see how I was exposed to their lifestyles and how they THINK.

My parents loved to adventure – If the sun was up, we were outside, and the sun is up A LOT in  California.

• The first time I looked into the eyes of danger to reach the summit of a mountain, I was 9. 
• The first time I'd hiked the 20- mile route through Haleakala Crater, I was 10.
• the first time I saw that belief was a choice, I was 11. 
• This thirst for adventure and dance with the impossible lead me to the summit of Mount Rainier, to fighting my way onto a Division One volleyball team, to playing semi-pro football …at 33. 

I've stood at summits and felt that priceless feeling of doing the "impossible."

This served me powerfully when I was told I wasn’t good enough, cut from teams, felt too old, marriage fell apart, daughter lost her faith in me,threw away the safety net of a 20-year teaching career.

Most importantly, it served me when I was tempted to “just survive”instead pursue the unimaginable, to discover Whitney.