We’re Back, and We’re Better

Call me selfish. Call me whatever. Call me maybe?… Sitting on the end of the line waiting hopelessly as the EDD gives me the DMV treatment. The silent treatment would have been better… anything to stop the haunting ghost voices in my head to lure me towards red alert. Facing my demise I thought. I was full of fear, and unable to see any redeeming qualities in life. Yes, melodramatic. I had my health, unlike most others. We were in this sickness, together. We always were.

So, I scratched and clawed and demanded for answers amidst an unstoppable force. I could have simply slowed down and askedfor help. Part of me is grateful I didn’t completely succumb. Most of me recognizes the humility I needed to learn. No AVP season for two years can send you into a tailspin, especially when your rhythms, routines and identity were so intertwined with the sport. Bemoaned no more - we have a season, and 16 events at that. All over this far stretching, beautifully psycho country. I am excited at the opportunity to travel, and start my new business on the fly.

Oh yeah, I failed to mention that business thing. Let’s call it FLIGHT SCHOOL. What started off as a desperate attempt to make money during the pandemic, has metamorphosed into a true purpose on tour, and an opportunity to connect communities/make an impact nationwide (hopefully worldwide soon). I am still staying in shape as an athlete, but most of my perspective has shifted. towards the grown up world of this ecstatic opportunity that gets more hopeful by the minute. I am excited to feel the door of volleyball playing open into a flow that is less pressured, more at ease, and generally more grateful to move and perform. A feel good moment for sure. This year has the makings of an incredibly cathartic, and revolutionary year for the sport of volleyball. We have new owners: Bally’s, who have already done an impeccable job of putting us on the map, and intend to propel us higher than we have ever flung. So, we’re flapping our wings like hell until we soar into the heavens.

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