While paging through the most recent issue of “Sports Illustrated Women,” I realized I am probably one of just a few female “athletes” in the history of the magazine to appear on the glossy pages wearing long johns, Carhartts, and mud boots instead of a skintight stretch bra and low-cut spandex shorts. Trust me, this is a good thing.
During my senior year of high school in Indianapolis, I would have been the last person my fellow students would have voted “Most Likely to be Featured in Sports Illustrated.” I just didn’t have the knack or coordination for your typical school team sports.
Bill Donahue, a freelance writer for “Sports Illustrated Women,” called me last January just a few short months before my first attempt at the Iditarod Sled Dog Race. He interviewed all of the rookie women, looking for the chosen one he would follow along the race trail.
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