No agent. No sponsor team. Just me, grit, and the belief that people want to be part of something meaningful. This post is a peek behind the scenes of fundraising, failing forward, and building this campaign from nothing.

They hand me water bottles. They carry gloves. They yell “go mama” louder than anyone. My kids aren’t just watching this campaign — they’re part of it.

Why this isn’t just another regatta — and how the ILCA Masters Worlds represents a turning point on Lauren Wilson’s Olympic journey.

I used to think my Olympic dream had an expiration date. Turns out, it just needed a second wind. 💨
This post is the moment it all started — no fanfare, just a quiet “I’m going for it.”