The Journey

Healing to the Third Power

As a depressive-brained person, finding happiness has been an ever illusive quest. I am happiest when I can be in nature, whether that is fishing on the Chippewa Flowage or writing a blog post in a hammock that you attached to your old childhood swing set frame.

Gotta Ski Ski Ski

I’ve been pretty focused on my ski training in preparation for my virtual Korteloppet in a month (*gulp*). (Future Ashley here — I started this blog post a month ago. The virtual Korte is actually tomorrow Friday, Feb. 26th — *double gulp!*) I look at skiing the same way that I looked at biking whenContinue reading “Gotta Ski Ski Ski”

Reflecting on September

September was a challenging month for me. With school starting back up again, there were a lot of unknowns about everything. How would the kids handle the new mask mandate? How the hell am I suppose to teach five days a week in person while also offer the same quality of education to 40% ofContinue reading “Reflecting on September”

Adventures on The Elroy-Sparta Trail and Hitting the 1,000 Mile Mark

“Utter darkness is as much a part of the scenery along the Elroy-Sparta State Trail as the views of the rolling hills and farmland.  That’s because visitors pass through three hand-dug railroad tunnels on their 33 mile journey from Sparta to Elroy on what is widely acknowledged to be the oldest rail-trial conversion in theContinue reading “Adventures on The Elroy-Sparta Trail and Hitting the 1,000 Mile Mark”

Using Exercise To Cope

My grandma passed away on Friday morning. She’s the one who I spoke about in my post about writing and storytelling (“So You Wanna Be An Author”). Her passing was expected but it doesn’t lessen the pain and the grief. My sister and I went on a leisurely (ok … semi-leisurely) 16.5 mile bike rideContinue reading “Using Exercise To Cope”

Should We Kill The Author?

Over the past few years, many troubling truths have surfaced in Hollywood and in the literary world about media that I either consume(d) or held near and dear to my heart.  As a child, I admired Bill Cosby.  Mom and I bonded over his family friendly comedy.  As a teenager and college-aged woman, I religiouslyContinue reading “Should We Kill The Author?”

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