My family has a cabin in Colorado, and I have been vacationing there my whole life. It's my favorite place in the world. When you arrive, there is always a puzzle waiting to be finished, so from a very young age, I have associated puzzles with the greatest place on the planet.
We have countless puzzle stories about our time at The Cabin, from working on a murder mystery puzzle with my grandmother to the Christmas when we couldn't eat dinner until the puzzle was complete. For the longest time, puzzles only belonged at the cabin. I never dreamed of doing it in my own house. Puzzles were something you did on vacation.
When my grandmother was in her last days, I started a puzzle at the dining room table. I thought that people who didn't want to talk could sit and be with the family but would also have time for themselves. It was the perfect little escape for so many.
After my grandmother passed, puzzles moved from just being a cabin activity to me putting them together at my house. I loved the tranquility of working on a puzzle. However, the serenity of puzzling didn't last long because I soon discovered a documentary about the world of speed puzzling.
This combined my new love of puzzles and my love of a good competition. I thought I won't ever be able to go to the Olympics... but I could go to a speed puzzle competition.
Luckily, a friend of mine also loved puzzles. She and I started "training" to prepare for the day we could start competing for real. It took us a couple of years, but we finally have a full team and have already competed in three events. (There is a fourth, but that is for another blog post)
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