I know my football. And I adore football players. The crashing noise of a tackle, the huddle grunting, and the roar of the crowd are music to my ears. Rachel Nichols adorecrashcrowd Change image and share on social
I used to hate working out - until I learned how to do it properly. Rachel Nichols hatelearnproperly Change image and share on social
How come I love having an episode of deja vu? It's akin to an out-of-body experience, I would think. It sits with me, happily, begging me to delve into my memory to find its match point. Rachel Nichols akinbegbody Change image and share on social
There's nothing I hate more than gritty, linty, mysterious pocket schmutz in the cap of my lip moisturizer - or, even worse, on the applicator itself. I shudder at the thought. Rachel Nichols applicatorbadlycap Change image and share on social
People ask me about fighting in real life and, honestly, it wouldn't look as graceful as it does in film and TV. Rachel Nichols fightfilmgraceful Change image and share on social
Apparently, despite my awareness of its pejorative connotation, procrastinating is something I fall victim to quite frequently. I'm not proud of it; I'm just being honest. Rachel Nichols apparentlyawarenessconnotation Change image and share on social
History is fickle. We know that. The good and bad come around and go around, and go around again. There are recessions and depressions and economic boom and bust. Rachel Nichols badboombust Change image and share on social
Why do I always choose the shopping cart with the squeaky wheel? Is it my bad luck, or are all the carts dysfunctional? Rachel Nichols badcartchoose Change image and share on social
