Past The Stuffy Nose.

I’m sick and tired, and I’ve never been better. I flew home from Iowa on Tuesday and brought with me a cold. My head is stuffy, and I’m having to blow my nose every fifteen minutes. That was super annoying until I caught myself giggling at the boxes of tissues Dave left around my house the last time he was here. “A box in every room? Why is that necessary?” I see why now. You never know where you might be when you need a tissue. Thanks, Dave.

I’m exhausted, partly from being unwell, but also from working and playing a little too hard. I scrambled at work last week to go on vacation but my vacation was worth it. I got to play with gorgeous kids and catch up with two of my dear old friends. I got to drive around a beautiful lake, ride in a fire truck and meet a newborn horse. Perhaps most memorably, I had a night of talking until 3 a.m. with good friends. Not chatting, but really talking about who we are and what’s going on in our lives. I loved that time, even though it was too much for my old body to stand.

I flew home after two nights of less than five hours of sleep, so I got here exhausted and sick. And I’ve been scrambling all week since I’ve been back. It’s been hard. I had a quick moment of being frustrated by the length of my to-do list and the unexpected tasks that forced their way onto the list just this week, but as I wrapped things up tonight, I dropped into a partner’s office. He was also working late, and once again, he made me laugh. I love the people I get to work around.

Training has gone to hell since I’ve been back in town. This cold has made me want to do nothing, but tomorrow morning I’m determined to get a workout in, even if it’s just an easy 3-mile run. My coach helped me gauge today whether I should rest or do some workouts. I’m in a great program with a coach I adore. And did I mention that I have a big race one month from today? How wonderful and exciting that is for me.

This morning I slept in because my head hurt. Since I missed my morning workout, I got ready at home instead of the gym. Since I was home, I decided to call Mom and invite her over for quick coffee, and she came. We looked at some adorable pictures that Dave’s grandmother sent me of Dave as a senior in high school. I was so touched by the gesture and the shaky handwriting on the envelope from a ninety-something year-old woman who knew those photos would make my month.

Last night, I was talking to my friend who has cancer about how lucky we are. I’m lucky in my life, and she’s lucky in hers. How lucky am I to have a friend who sees her great fortune even in the midst of possibly the toughest physical battle she’s ever faced? My friends are incredible people. I’m patting myself on the back for choosing them well.

I was noticing this evening the Christmas cards I have on my refrigerator. You families who send out cards – do you wonder where they end up? Well, at my house, they end up on the fridge – on two sides of the fridge. Here’s what just a portion of my refrigerator looks like.

People I loveI love these reminders of the people I love. When I look at these pictures, I feel so lucky to have the friends I have and to have the opportunity to get to know their families.

So yes, I am sick and tired. But I’m also incredibly fortunate in so many things. Almost overwhelmingly so.


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