My first winter, and I’m already loving the tradition of skiing every weekend with Mom and Dad.
Eventually I gave the backpack spot to my sister, Mackenzie, and got my own skis.
“Go, Dad, go!” I always wanted to join in the fun and embraced my role of team cheerleader early.
Reading Snow White to Mackenzie in our favorite position for reading time.
Family canoe trips way up in the middle of nowhere! We thrived on these fun family moments outdoors.
First roller ski . . . you can never have too many knee pads, although the fanny pack was an added bonus.
My amazing Stillwater teammates—state champions in 2008! I am second from left in the top row, next to our incredible coach, Kris Hansen.
Going for team sprint gold at the 2013 World Championships in Val di Fiemme, Italy—moments after losing a pole. If you look closely, you’ll see my missing pole in the snow.
Holding the flag with Kikkan Randall and the rest of the U.S. Ski Team after winning the team sprint in Italy in 2013, the first-ever World Championships gold for the United States. Photograph by Sarah Brunson/U.S. Ski & Snowboard.
My Olympic journey begins in Sochi, Russia, in 2014. Like anywhere else, you leave it all on the course. Photograph by Harry How/Getty Images.
Training in New Zealand, going off piste! Working on those 25 percent grade climbs . . . and taking a little break between laps. Photograph by Matt Whitcomb.
Getting nasty with the training in Soldier Hollow, Utah, during a team time trial. Photograph by Matt Whitcomb.
Jason Cork and I test skis before the Tour de Ski. Photograph copyright Nordic Focus.
Your teammates are the ones who scrape you up off the snow after you’ve given it everything you have. Ulricehamn, 4 × 5K women’s relay in 2019. Photograph copyright Nordic Focus.
Lunging for Olympic history. Photograph by Dmitri Lovetsky/AP Images.
The moment I sat in the snow and started to understand what we had accomplished in PyeongChang: a dream that took many generations working together to fulfill. Photograph by Matthias Schrader/AP Images.
Kikkan and I celebrate with the team after winning gold. It truly takes a village, and this is just the tip of the iceberg. Photograph by Steve Fuller.
Our amazing coaches have been with us every step of the way. Left to right: Erik Flora, Jason Cork, Kikkan Randall, me, Chris Grover, Matt Whitcomb. Photograph by Reese Brown/U.S. Ski & Snowboard.
The hugs, tears, and outpouring of emotion from the team right after the Olympic victory remain the most precious memory to me: it meant everything to have them there. Photograph by Sarah Brunson/U.S. Ski & Snowboard.
My support team at the PyeongChang Olympics. Back row, left to right: Aunt Holly Murdoch, Wade Poplawski, Uncle Blair Murdoch, Clay Diggins. Front row, left to right: me, Grandma Betty Santa, Deb Diggins, Mackenzie Diggins.
Gold medal dishes! Three hours after receiving the gold medal at the awards plaza, I was in my happy place with Wade and my mom.
Stealing a moment with Mom after a stage of the Tour de Ski. Photograph copyright Nordic Focus.
Sometimes you train in wind and rain and mud . . . and sometimes you get this. Eagle Glacier skiing on a good day in Alaska. Photograph by Matt Whitcomb.
I spend as much time as I’m able with kids, encouraging them to be active and have fun. Photograph by Derek Montgomery/derekmontgomery.com.
Where it all started and continues: in the snow, with my family.