Pique'n Yer Interest

Between my job as Pique 's (part-time) social media reporter and the general societal pressures that accompany being a 26-year-old with an iPhone and a chronic case of FOMO, I spend a solid amount of time on the internet.

The 2010 Olympics were a trying time for me. I had a two-year-old daughter at the time who wasn't sleeping and most of my days and nights were spent covering events and writing stories.

For the past several months, it seems as though South Korean director Bong Joon Ho can speak no wrong.

This summer, I'm getting married. Thank you. At 35 years old, I'm considered well over the hill for such activities in my hometown, but here in the Sea to Sky, I'm basically a child-bride.

On Sunday, the South Korean thriller Parasite made history as the first foreign-language film to take home Best Picture honours in the Oscars' 92-year existence—and deservedly so.

If I had to rank the stupidest/scariest situations I've gotten myself into while snowboarding or skiing, getting lost in Khyber's at the end of a long day would hands down land at the top.

I clearly recall the first time I realized that, when it comes to sports, girls and boys aren't considered equals. My brother had just mentioned he wanted to play in the NHL someday.

If you believe even half of what faceless groups are posting on Facebook about ICBC these days, you might have the impression that our public insurer has failed—that it's corrupt, incompetent, and needs to be replaced yesterday with a for-profi

Whether it's readily apparent on the field of play or not, there are and always have been politics working in the sports world.

I just asked my Pique coworkers if I should write about my brand-new gratitude journal in this space this week. Their response was an enthusiastic and unanimous, "No." As in, "No.