That’s us. Difficult and proud to be.
Since the passage of Title IX legislation in 1972, we’ve blazed trails, rooted our cleats in the clay, and anchored ourselves on the mountaintop.
Over the past 50 years, stats show women’s participation in sport has increased by more than 1000% at the high school level and more than 600% at the college level.
The USWNST takes on the world of soccer as Megan Rapinoe captains the winningest soccer team in history in their gritty fight for equal pay. The most dominant figures in tennis are women (Black women and women of color, to be specific), the WNBA slam-dunked its 25th anniversary with steady year-over-year growth in viewership, and Dierdre Wolownick — mother of Free Solo Star Alex Honnold — just scaled California’s infamous El Capitan rock formation. Twice. And just for reference, she’s 70.
But Title IX impact reaches far beyond the world of sport. We meet every opportunity out there with every muscle on the line. We’re difficult women making bold boardroom decisions and unprecedented courtroom wins, and we’re navigating the quieter gains too. Like the hard conversations we tackle with our families and the small miracles we pull off — the ones that chip away at household disparities to show our daughters and sons what equality for women looks like close to home.
Perhaps we’re most difficult in our fierce determination — our vulnerability and accountability — to take up space for each other.
So, about that fierce determination. Let’s have it. In the name of the legislation that cracked open the door for women in sport (and beyond), we’ll see you back out there.