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I know this because of the time I spent in New Mexico. I’ve been thinking a lot about that time recently, but then again, I always do this time of year. The month of February holds a painful anniversary for me because it’s the time I went public with the worst experience of my life.
Most of you may remember me as a kicker for the Lobos in the early 2000s, but not the backstory of the journey that brought me to the University of New Mexico.
I started my college education and athletic career at the University of Colorado, where my dream of becoming the first woman to play Division One college football quickly turned into a nightmare. A team with several players who verbally, physically and sexually harassed me. At the end of my first year, I was raped by one of the few teammates I trusted.