Kristina Groves

Yesterday, I am loath to admit, I voted strategically for the first time in my life. I didn't feel good about it. My brother, who lives in the same riding, voted with his conscience, but he didn't feel good about that either. I figure we cancelled each other out, and...

When I first moved to Calgary at 18 to pursue my Olympic dreams I had little need for a car. I had a bike and a small circle of destinations that made it relatively easy to get around. I was also student-athlete poor and had no money for an extravagant...

Just prior to the Olympics in Vancouver, Randy Starkman wrote an article about me with the headline "Big Heart, Big Results." When I think of Randy and what he meant to me, to Canadian Olympic athletes and to the entire amateur sport community, the one word that comes...

Whenever I'm in my car, stuck in traffic or not, I wish with all my might that I was on my bike instead. No matter how windy, rainy or snowy it might be, and especially if it's sunny and warm, I'm instantly jealous of anyone I see riding their bike...

It's the honest truth that most of the news we hear about First Nations communities in Canada is overwhelmingly bad. I pay close enough attention to current affairs to at least know that. The most recent wave of bad news to wash over the country has been about the remote...

Back in the familiar surroundings and relative comforts of my own home, it's hard to imagine that the week I just had actually happened and that it wasn't a dream or some crazy trip to an alternate universe. It's remarkable how quickly we can become reacquainted with our own normal...

Recently I learned that I've been unceremoniously removed from Schedule B. I didn't even know what Schedule B was, or that it existed for that matter, until I found out I was no longer on it. At a recent meeting of the powers that be at Speed Skating Canada, where...

I'm really not a big fan of professional hockey. Short of catching the odd period of Leafs hockey, because I'm partnered with a lifelong (i.e. diehard and delusional) Leafs fan, I tend only to pay intermittent attention to the bits of news that trickle through the sports media.

I...

It is a coincidence, really, that my one-year concussionniversary happened to be on the same day that Sidney Crosby was slated to make his much-anticipated and ballyhooed return to action in the NHL. It's serendipitous enough though, that I have had to re-write some sections of this blog post to...

I remember clearly the first real speed skating race I ever won. It was at the North American age class championships in Lake Placid, New York circa 1991. It was a long track 800 metre mass-start race and I won it, surprisingly, beating a group of girls who, until that point,...

I was in the midst of writing a silly blog post about how I've been rather reluctant, loath even, to call myself a Calgarian, even though I was born in Calgary and have lived here for the past 16 years, and about how I still feel like a transplanted Ottawan,...

One afternoon in May, I came home to an unusual message on my answering machine. It was from a man who had read an article about me in the newspaper and was calling because he was curious about "the Right To Play." The article in the paper he was referring...