Adventures and Misadventures in Boulder, Colorado
I have emerged from a long winter of isolation. Two years of recovering from surgeries broke me in places, but where my body and psyche were shattered, I am stronger. Focused. Driven. I am stoked for the challenges that lie ahead. I am ready to take back my Wild Life. For me, skiing symbolizes health,... Continue Reading →
I'm going on seven weeks since my partial knee replacement. I'm still laying in bed taking it easy and elevating while icing. I hate ice. Why can't heat reduce swelling? I went to my six week checkup on Monday not knowing what to expect. It's never good when your doctor starts out by saying, "I... Continue Reading →
Being stuck in bed recuperating can be depressing for any Wild Rider. Foggy-headed and cooped up for days after my partial knee replacement gave me too much time to think and by that I mean feel sorry for myself. Multiply that with weaning off the Oxycodone and I had a pretty big crash. I regretted... Continue Reading →
Bosoms. My sister Patty and I broke out in fits of laughter after one of us said that word. We shared a bed when we were little girls and were supposed to go to sleep after the lights went out. It referred to our private parts; our undeveloped breasts modestly covered up at all times... Continue Reading →
Well that was a huge load off my chest. Sorry. I’ve been dying to tell that joke. I have to make up for lost time. Life has been a little on the wild side since my bilateral mastectomy. I will be posting a huge thank you to everyone, but I want the fog to lift... Continue Reading →
