Confession: I started mountain biking to impress my boyfriend.

Irreverent Advice #2: Sometimes, it’s okay to flirt the same way you did when you were twelve. Sometimes, it’s okay to kick a little ass in order to get the attention of the person you’ve been crushing on forever. As climbing partners, my boyfriend and I just weren’t that compatible. He loves bouldering and sport

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I CAME IN LIKE A WRECKING BALL (and somehow won another race)

A few weeks ago, one of my young climbing partners (he’s twenty-four-years-old, complete with two adorable dimples and the cockiest grin this side of the Mississippi) told me I should invite our friend Jaclyn to a bike race. Jaclyn’s early-twenties heart had recently been ripped out of her chest by a mutual friend, and I

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Do What You Love (but make sure to get a part-time job too)

A lot of Millennials figured this out before I did. If you really want to “do what you love” for employment–or, at least do something that relates to your frivolous liberal arts degree–you should also find a part-time job that will help pay off your student loans. Take, for example, my childhood best friend whose full-time

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Start Strength Training (even if you are worried about being embarrassed)

I have a really good “uncoordinated girl eats shit during workout class” story. It’s particularly funny because I started going to strength-specific workout classes to make myself feel better about turning thirty. Causing a scene–and needing to be rescued by the instructor–definitely made me feel worse about turning thirty. But the embarrassment only lasted a

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Why didn’t we vote?

Dear Millennials, Why didn’t we vote in this last midterm election? Was it really voter apathy? Was it because we are so entitled, and full of ourselves, that we didn’t believe any of the candidates spoke to the issues that we find important? That’s what this Salon piece claims. Or, was it because of voter suppression,

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My First 24 Hour Mountain Bike Race

I bailed on a climbing trip to compete in a 24 hour mountain bike race over Halloween weekend. My friends thought I was nuts. While they climbed–in costume–at Indian Creek, I raced solo in 25 Hours in Frog Hollow. I showed up to the race by myself, not knowing a single person there. I felt

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