Training in Brazil | March 2018

Training in Brazil | March 2018

The Copacabana sun smiles through the doors of Strauch Jiu-Jitsu as I reach the top of the stairs. Windows line the wall that faces the street, and from one story up the street below loses any sense of menace. All I feel is warmth and energy. Gis and belts sway...
Dear Diary: Six Weeks Out.

Dear Diary: Six Weeks Out.

Introduction I’m trapped here at home while I recover from shoulder surgery. Six weeks have passed and I am now allowed to type with two hands (small victories), so I am sharing some notes from my journal. I hope that when this is all over, and I am out the other...
Memoir // Chapter 2

Memoir // Chapter 2

Introduction These chapters come in no particular order. I am writing down the memories as they come, and will organize them all when the whole thing is done. Love to you all, Katrina. The girls joke that you don’t audition at Cheeks. You just show Elmo your tits and...
Memoir // Chapter 1

Memoir // Chapter 1

Introduction This is the first chapter in a memoir I’ve been writing about my time at St. John’s College. For years, I’ve been ‘trying not to write it,’ but over the past year or so I have become what I would call physically unable to not...
Training in Brazil

Training in Brazil

Rio is a city in black and white, hemmed in by mountains that loom down tall, narrow alleys. Copacabana bursts into technicolor as buildings give way to beach. The people move, like a parade, on a sidewalk parallel the shore, their conversations muted to me, save for...