My family and I like to joke that I began developing the toughness required to be a distance runner from the time I could walk and talk. Being the youngest of seven kids who all swore they were going to be some sort of professional athlete, I had to learn to keep up. If I wasn't good enough, I didn't get to participate in the neighborhood pickup games of baseball, football and hockey. I specifically remember my brothers holding "tryouts" before a game to see if I really had finally figured out how to catch and throw consistently without every 3rd throw being an out of control, wild chuck that endangered all of our neighbors' cars.
It wasn't until I moved to the Sacramento area in the middle of high school that I picked up running, originally as a means to stay in shape for soccer. I absolutely hated it at first. But the fun atmosphere, cookie runs and camaraderie of my high school team kept me on the team until I started warming up to running. When it came time to choose a college, I was determined to not be the 5th person in my family to go to Cal. Unfortunately the majestic views of the bay, stellar academics, and athletic success proved too hard to resist. I entered Cal as a very inexperienced freshmen who didn't have the slightest clue of what college running at the DI level required. By my sophomore year I had started to figure it out. My years at Cal were no doubt the best years of my life thus far- I made lifelong friends, continued to grow in my faith through Athletes-in-Action and pulled all sorts of unspeakable shenanigans.
And in terms of running, I felt like I was just getting started so I've decided to continue my running career as a professional with the Brooks Beasts Track Club in Seattle. I'm beyond excited to have such a fantastic company, coach and teammates with which to chase my dreams. Check back here to follow me in my journey leading up to the 2016 Olympics.
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