Advice for my Younger Self

As part of my athlete community giveback, I volunteer as an ambassador for the Canadian Fast and Female program. This spring, when I helped lead an F&F event, one of the girls asked a really great question to the panel of athletes I was a part of. It was the same question Oiselle founder and athlete Lauren Fleshman has asked, “What advice would you tell your younger self?”

I think everyone on the panel took a deep breath and took a moment to prepare the honest piece of advice they would share. As it turned out, we went down the line and I was grateful to find myself near the end of said line. Mainly because I was able to hear their aha! moments, but secondly it also gave me time to think and consider my own younger-self advice. After hearing the panel’s personal advice to: enjoy the every day moments, embrace setbacks, and know you’re good enough, I realized it was my turn. I suddenly felt nervous to be vulnerable in front of a gym full of girls. I took a deep breath and the answer I gave to the gymnasium that day was, “Dear ten-year-old Adrea, the advice I have for you is be competitive, not comparative.”

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Photo Credit: Josh Schaeffer, 2019 at Saskatoon Fast and Female Event @GetmyPhotos

What does this mean?

In an individual sport like athletics, it is easy to compare times, rankings, number of wins, races, etc. But that isn’t what winning is. When I first joined my training group in Victoria, I was very privileged to have an amazing training partner who taught me the difference between being comparative and competitive. We learned very early on being comparative was not going to make either of us better. We figured out the respect and benefit of being competitive instead. We are able to see ourselves as equal, we, us, being our best, together. When we were shared a race start line, we were excited and fully motivated because the obvious goal was we are taking #1 and #2 spots. Between us, whoever was #1 in that race, great you ran well! Whoever was #2, equally great. #2 means you have the best training partner possible. It meant we did well. We did our best that day, and every day leading up to the race.

This genuine respect for the other person meant there was no room for comparing. Sure, some days she ran faster times, and other days I ran faster times. We didn’t get mad and wallow as a loser because of it. Nor did we look at the times and start creating comparative narratives where we rationalize who is better. Creating a hierarchy was not conducive to achieving our goals. Instead we became competitive. Which meant we also became supportive, were kind, laughed, cried, travelled, ran, and formed genuine friendship. The days I dragged behind, her lead forced me to stay competitive and do the best I could that day. The day’s I felt great, I knew I could return the favour and pull her through a tough session. But in order for it to work we both trusted the other person to show up and be competitive. Together. Empowering each other to be our best both on and off the track.

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PC: Rob Denault, Film 2017 Casey, Maddy, Adrea at a PISE Track practice


As I shared this lesson learned, I was lucky enough to have her sitting a few chairs down the line on the panel with me. We have always had an unspoken bond, but to give her the recognition she deserves for making me into the athlete I am today was a real privilege. There are many stories and advice I learned both on and off the track with her, but this is by far the most important:

Be Competitive. Not Comparative.


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Casey and Adrea enjoying tempo at altitude 7000′ – Flagstaff, AZ

And don’t forget to have fun! 🙂 


Much Love, 



Unconditional Acceptance

In lieu of Remembrance Day, I found myself doing my annual Nov. 11 traditions. Wearing a poppy, watching the Ottawa Ceremony, being silent for the two minutes of 11:11-11:13, walking along the local Memorial Way, and ultimately taking the time to appreciate two luxuries I have at many other people’s expense: Freedom and Peace.

As I was walking along Memorial Way, I found myself contemplating CBC’s WWI stories I had listened to. More specifically the bravery demonstrated by many people before me in the name of a peaceful world. Very shortly, I came to the realization I did not truly understand peace because I could not explain it.

Yes, I have learned the dictionary definitions of peace:

  1. Freedom from disturbance (tranquility), and
  2. A state or period in which there is no war or war is ended

But living in a world where there are still active wars taking place, how have I never asked myself, What makes a place peaceful? What is the foundation of peace? Its essence? How do I live a peaceful life? Do I live a peaceful life? I have seen the pop-culture with advocates for “World Peace” but what does it look like? How would I describe it? How do I implement it? What is the difference between inner-peace and world peace?

The questions were spilling out of me as I continued walking, and then two words came to mind: Unconditional Acceptance.

  1. Unconditional: Not subject to any conditions
  2. Acceptance: The process or fact of being received as good enough, or suitable.

My brain went a step further and combined these two words into one concept: Unconditional Acceptance: Meaning, the process of being received as good enough, without being subject to any conditions. Acceptance without judgement.

This was powerful. Mind blown. I understood this. A peaceful place, in my experience, is a place where any individual is free and welcome to be the truest version of oneself, without any conditions.

I was still walking as the mental fireworks continued. I retrospectively was remembering the first year I moved to Victoria for track. To say I was struggling with my transition in track and life at this point was an understatement, but there was one day in particular where I had a workout on my own and I had all 8 lanes at Centennial Stadium to myself. I had finished my warm up, walked in through the gates, and let our a huge sigh of relief as I stepped foot on the track. For the first time since I had arrived, I was finally in a familiar space. Just me and the track. No pressure, nobody watching, no judgement. Instead of tension, it felt comfortable, welcoming, and it felt like home. I realized this track didn’t care if I could make rent that month or if I missed a patch waxing my legs, or might throw up when I was done my work-out. It was a track! Whatever stress or judgements I felt that day at the track, I realized were 100% my own. Once I chose to let it go and accepted myself, I ran my times with ease, felt relaxed, and for the first time in Victoria, felt like my true self. I was in a place I now know as peaceful; a place of Unconditional Acceptance.

So what was the lesson? How does this help the reader?

In this reflection, I realized this place is always available to me, 24/7. And not only me, but anyone and everyone. Day or night, the track is always there, accepting whatever and whoever chooses to go to it. Further, this magic happens in a gymnasium, pool, court, mat, turf, field, runway, stage, etc. or wherever your sport takes place. Whether it is quiet moment alone, or a roaring stadium at a championship full of people, the stakes are the same. What are you willing to offer and give in that moment? Are you brave enough to take the opportunity to be your best self?

The beauty of it is you have the freedom of choice, of being accepted by yourself, and others, or not to. This is the luxury of sport. Choosing to experience and express gratitude at the opportunity to be you. The moment looms in those seconds before the gun goes off or the timer starts, but once it does, the choice is in your hands. The privilege to make this choice, I owe to living in a free country. For that I find myself extremely grateful.

Much love,


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Outside of my own thoughts and experiences, I am curious, where do other people feel Unconditional Acceptance? Or other places you feel free to be yourself? I’d love to hear your stories. Comment or send me a note!

International Summer Tour: 2017

Good morning!

After a series of high-performance middle distance meets along the West Coast, my summer race schedule is going International! Beginning on the West Coast of Vancouver, BC I will be travelling East until I reach Belgium for my first European Race Circuit. Don’t worry, there will be stops, races, and stories along the way!

I can’t promise what will happen along the journey, but by the end of this race circuit I am looking forward to spending time with friends and family back home in Saskatchewan. Needless to say, chances are I will likely be stopping at a city near you!

Also stay tuned for Final Destination Event taking place in Regina, this August!

Much Love,



Down by the Bay – Regina, SK