8/3/2023 0 Comments Nature reviews neuroscience![]() My husband first made the connection between the fact that my dad fled from the Korean War when he was a boy and my unwavering need for adventure. I’ve started to wonder if it also gave me a feeling of escape. The sport satiated a deep-rooted need for strategizing and pushing my physical limits to the point of suffering. I spent a decade adventure racing (think Eco-Challenge, Discovery Channel -type of stuff), sometimes carrying a mountain bike on my shoulder through dense sagebrush for hours on end, sometimes paddling a kayak through giant swells in the dark, always searching for the right trail and the next checkpoint. So when I transitioned from triathlon to adventure racing in my 20s because the go-through-the-night, navigate-by-map-and-compass, running-through-the-woods nature of the sport made me feel like I’d found my life’s calling, it wasn’t because I was returning to familiar patterns of my youth. My dad was my soccer coach, not my backpacking trip leader. As a kid in North County San Diego, I played soccer and boogie boarded, hit tennis balls and volleyballs. I didn’t grow up hiking or camping or adventuring. Up until a few years ago, I thought the traits he passed on to me stopped at the ones we’re all used to talking about-physical similarities, personality traits, and mannerisms. I also mirror certain parts of his personality, like his fierce competitiveness mixed with sappy sentimentalism, a deep obsession with sports, and, unfortunately, a propensity for anxiety. I inherited my father’s almond-shaped eyes, his tawny Korean skin tone, and legs that are stronger than they look. Heading out the door? Read this article on the new Outside+ app available now on iOS devices for members!
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