A breath slowly taken as I sit and apply the “Asst. Chief” rocker to my new white helmet. The hub has died down. I’m the only one left in the station after almost 5 hours of busy meetings, and I stop for a moment to enjoy the present moment sandwiched between a past of training and a future of leadership.

I smile as I think of all the congratulations, hugs, handshakes I’ve just exchanged with some of the people I admire most in the world. With not a second thought I …

 
It’s been awhile, and there is a lot bouncing around inside. I’ve got an Ignite experience to process and share, and a intriguing adventure to postulate on, as well as a really amazing effort beginning to bring together an incredible slacklining community. But right now a death is on my mind, but not so much the death, but the life experience surrounding that event.
 
Many of you know me as a free spirit launching forward in the universe, have spent time with me dancing, running through the forest, exploring the inner …

Whenever I am recognized by Boulder Emergency Squad it amazes me, and fills me with pride. The members of BES are some of the most dedicated and giving people I’ve ever worked with, so to be called out as something extraordinary among such citizens is quite an honor. These are people who have a full time job, and yet are always there in the middle of the night, middle of a blizzard, middle of a flood, to help those that are in need the most. They give up sleep, rest, …

I sit here at work waiting for the techs to finish installing wheels on our Thermal Enclosure Door, and Software to start testing the hexapod move program, so I can watch cables on the Test Stand and make sure nothing get’s snagged.  wait… wait… wait…
The duality of my task here and my adrenaline filled body is slightly maddening.  I feel like running up a mountain or jumping out of a plane, and yet here I sit and wait, and write…

“The speed limit is 35 all along here Larkin.”
“I know George, I’m only going 37, but I’ll slow down a bit.” I say as I tap the breaks and hit the air horn at the same time while passing stopped a minivan oddly turned in the right lane. The street looks strangly post-apocalypic, with every car I pass stopped at some weird angle. All the lights are green as I move through town just a hair over the speed limit.
Again, adrenaline rushing, no where to go, it pools… slowely filling …