I’ve been a late bloomer my entire life.
What you’ll find here: musings on boxing, running, yoga, plant-based eating, and the odd treatise on body consciousness and living out loud. Plus a couple of rants about why women shouldn’t give a damn about age, body type, or → insert other UNSUBSTANTIATED reason here ← when it comes to giving combat sports a try.
Updates/new posts: every Wednesday, and the occasional Saturday.
About me (the short of it): Canadian. Humanitarian. Writer. Wanderer. Yogini. Avid reader. Wine swiller. Gin drinker. Chocolate monger. Diver. Plant-based eater. Runner. Editor. Lover of sarcasm. Meditator. Psych researcher. Existentialist. Spiritual gangster. Feminist. Amazon. Adventurer. Occasional fighter who ascribes to the philosophy of #dobetterbebetter.
About me (the long of it): I’m such a late bloomer a friend once told me I have a ‘spirit plant’ instead of ‘spirit animal’. To find out what designation of plant I’d been ascribed head over to: WHY I FIGHT.
