About me
My Story
Hi, call me Wizzie, and this is my universe.
A place where every version of me can exist without shrinking, explaining, or choosing one identity over another.
My story began long before Mama-verse existed.
In 2008, I was living in Singapore, learning how to navigate motherhood, survival, and selfhood all at once. That’s when I found running, or maybe running found me. It became my sanctuary, my mental health lifeline, the one space where I could breathe while carrying the weight of being both mother and provider.By 2010, I started racing. Every finish line felt like a quiet promise to myself: you can rebuild, you can rise, you can keep going.
Life shifted again in 2014 when I got married and welcomed twin girls. One of whom has autism. Motherhood expanded into something deeper, more layered, more tender. In 2016, we moved to New York, starting over in a new country with new dreams and new challenges.
Somewhere in the middle of raising three children, advocating for my daughter, and rebuilding life from scratch, I went back to school. I earned my Nursing degree in 2021. Today, I’m a full‑time bedside telemetry nurse, a role that has shaped my compassion, my resilience, and my understanding of what it means to care for others.
And through every chapter, I kept running.
Running was my constant up until June 2024, when an accident tore two major ligaments in my left ankle. Suddenly, the thing that once healed me was taken away. I was forced to pause, to sit still, to face the parts of myself I usually outran.
I recently had surgery, and as I write this, I’m almost one week post‑op. I’m swollen, slow, and learning patience in a new way. But I’m also hopeful. I’m committed to rehab, to rebuilding strength, and to returning to the sport that carried me through some of the hardest years of my life.
This isn’t the end of my running story.
It’s simply a new universe within it.