Member since May 2025
I am a scientist, but my work—and my life—are driven by far more than data alone. My perspective is steeped in creativity, resilience, and mindfulness, forged through both professional breakthroughs and athletic challenges. Over the years, I’ve learned to master performance not just through precision, but through purpose. I help others expand their vision, shift their mindset from “I have to” to “I get to,” and define the process goals that lead to meaningful, sustainable success. Whether in the lab or on the field, I’ve faced setbacks that pushed me, moments that shaped me, and choices that taught me to take bold, calculated risks—not just to win, but to evolve. My challenge to you: move forward with courage, clarity, and conviction. Let’s unlock your potential, one purposeful step at a time.
I’m deeply passionate about personal and professional growth, and I’m a firm believer that real transformation happens outside our comfort zones. I don’t believe in coincidences—every challenge, opportunity, and detour has shaped my path with purpose. As a strong advocate for women in sports and science, I’m committed to breaking barriers, mentoring others, and sharing my journey to help empower the next generation of leaders and changemakers.
It was a crisp fall day, with rain looping in the air like a slow-motion warning. At 48, I lined up for my first mountain bike race—surrounded almost entirely by men at least a decade younger. My husband at the time looked around, then at me, and asked if I’d signed up for the right race—implying, of course, that I didn’t belong. I stood there, one of only three women, wondering the same thing. Was I out of my mind?
The horn blew, and we took off. I lagged behind—until a torrential downpour hit just five minutes in. It was the great equalizer. The mud was so slick it felt like riding on ice. Even the pros were walking their bikes beside me. We laughed, soaked and sliding, bound together by the challenge. On the sidelines, women cheered for their husbands, sons, and boyfriends. I didn’t finish the full race—I completed only one of two loops—but when I came off the trail, my daughter gave me the biggest hi-five. The look of pride on her face said everything.
I hadn’t crossed the finish line, but I had done something bigger. I had turned that feeling of not belonging into fuel—and it became the spark for my first book, written to encourage more women to get on bikes and take up space where they’ve always belonged.
I’ve always been a bit of a Renaissance woman—drawn to the intersection of science, language, and possibility. In undergrad, I double majored in pre-veterinary medicine and English literature, simply because I loved using both sides of my brain. I figured if I didn’t become a vet, I could always teach English. It wasn’t about hedging my bets—it was about honoring the full spectrum of my curiosity.
I started down the road to veterinary medicine, but like many great journeys, mine didn’t go exactly as planned. And I’m grateful for that. One step led to another, and I learned early on to seek out mentors—people who had been where I was headed or who could show me a path I hadn’t yet imagined. Every experience built on the last, and eventually, I found my way to where I truly belonged: science.
From contributing to the early stages of drug discovery, to working in pharmaceutical advertising, to now educating healthcare professionals on treatments that improve lives—my path has never been linear. But it’s been purposeful. And I’ve learned that you don’t always have to know exactly where you’re going—you just have to be brave enough to get on the road.
Because adventures can be fun and inspiring and you’re never too old.
I was one of only three women—and one of the oldest riders—in a muddy Vernon, NJ mountain bike race, and even though I only finished one loop, the experience sparked my passion for encouraging young girls in sports. It taught me that success isn’t about winning but about adventure, courage, and trying new things at any age.
https://youtu.be/Y8bmWJNpNuo?si=JkQTd8ozmgXjAaQS
When life doesn’t go as planned, disappointment is not the end.
You are not behind.
You are not broken.
You are becoming.
It was a crisp fall day, with rain looping in the air like a slow-motion warning. At 48, I lined up for my first mountain bike race—surrounded almost entirely by men at least a decade younger. My husband at the time looked around, then at me, and asked if I’d signed up for the right race—implying, of course, that I didn’t belong. I stood there, one of only three women, wondering the same thing. Was I out of my mind?
The horn blew, and we took off. I lagged behind—until a torrential downpour hit just five minutes in. It was the great equalizer. The mud was so slick it felt like riding on ice. Even the pros were walking their bikes beside me. We laughed, soaked and sliding, bound together by the challenge. On the sidelines, women cheered for their husbands, sons, and boyfriends. I didn’t finish the full race—I completed only one of two loops—but when I came off the trail, my daughter gave me the biggest hi-five. The look of pride on her face said everything.
I hadn’t crossed the finish line, but I had done something bigger. I had turned that feeling of not belonging into fuel—and it became the spark for my first book, written to encourage more women to get on bikes and take up space where they’ve always belonged.
I’ve always been a bit of a Renaissance woman—drawn to the intersection of science, language, and possibility. In undergrad, I double majored in pre-veterinary medicine and English literature, simply because I loved using both sides of my brain. I figured if I didn’t become a vet, I could always teach English. It wasn’t about hedging my bets—it was about honoring the full spectrum of my curiosity.
I started down the road to veterinary medicine, but like many great journeys, mine didn’t go exactly as planned. And I’m grateful for that. One step led to another, and I learned early on to seek out mentors—people who had been where I was headed or who could show me a path I hadn’t yet imagined. Every experience built on the last, and eventually, I found my way to where I truly belonged: science.
From contributing to the early stages of drug discovery, to working in pharmaceutical advertising, to now educating healthcare professionals on treatments that improve lives—my path has never been linear. But it’s been purposeful. And I’ve learned that you don’t always have to know exactly where you’re going—you just have to be brave enough to get on the road.
Because adventures can be fun and inspiring and you’re never too old.
I was one of only three women—and one of the oldest riders—in a muddy Vernon, NJ mountain bike race, and even though I only finished one loop, the experience sparked my passion for encouraging young girls in sports. It taught me that success isn’t about winning but about adventure, courage, and trying new things at any age.
https://youtu.be/Y8bmWJNpNuo?si=JkQTd8ozmgXjAaQS
When life doesn’t go as planned, disappointment is not the end.
You are not behind.
You are not broken.
You are becoming.
