Growing up, my family was always in motion. We weren’t the type to sit still—we thrived on energy, activity, and a little friendly competition.
My dad, in particular, had a deep love for sports, and he wanted my sister and me to find something we were passionate about. He never pressured us into a specific sport; his only rule was that we commit fully to whatever we chose.
For me, that passion first sparked in swimming and softball.
Both brought me joy, but in completely different ways.
I loved the adrenaline rush of a swim meet—the split-second reactions, the relentless chase against the clock.