An American Girl Learning Badminton in China
If you are a long time reader of this blog you might recognize the name Xiao He. He is my friend who introduced me to my coach, the friend who taught me my first ever badminton skill, won the first…
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I have to say, I really like China’s high speed trains. They make traveling 1000 kilometers easy and painless and allow me to jot off to Shanghai for a few days. (Also my awesome schedule at my awesome job allows…
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Badminton is super fun and it’s my favorite thing to do, but in my quest to become a gaoshou (expert) there are things I’ve had to sacrifice. Here’s a vlog about the biggest sacrifice of all.
I’m baaaaackk. Did’ja miss me? Well, I certainly missed badminton. But it was nice to take a break and eat amazing food, do some writing and see some cool thing. And for the first week I thought of badminton rarely….
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I almost didn’t organize another Becky Cup this year because it’s a bit of a pain and it comes right as my classes are ending so I’m super busy. But I got a lot of requests starting months ago, and…
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Well, I’m at it again. Due to popular demand I’m resurrecting the Becky Cup for my upcoming birthday! Honestly, it was stupid of me to do it now because it is the week my classes end and only a few…
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This blog has been a bit thin recently, not because I have nothing to write about but because I have TOO MUCH to write about. These days I am packed with badminton, Chinese lessons (I’ve started again), prepping for my…
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I have more than 30 blog posts I wrote but never published for some reason or another. Some are half written or just have keywords, some are finished but circumstances changed so I didn’t feel right publishing them, some are…
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There are three people I play badminton with regularly that hate me. One is a middle aged guy and he doesn’t just hate me, he hates all women. A classic misogynist he will regularly talk about how women’s, and mixed…
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So two days after my first win of the year, I met my coach for training. He knew I wasn’t feeling super well, and he actually wasn’t either. He had a lingering cold, like me, he couldn’t shake. “So we…
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