I’m suddenly less than six weeks out from Wisconsin, which seems unreal. Wasn’t I just there? I vividly remember enjoying my grilled cheese sandwich at The Tipsy Cow the day after the race. Dave and I sat outside, and we were noticing all the other finishers in their gear, including a woman who wore the same long-sleeved pullover that I was wearing. Dave being Dave said something about how I wore it better, though I know she did as she was super fit and machine-like, not soft and doughy like I was last year. Continue reading
Category Archives: Gratitude
Love him in the morning.
Love him in the morning when you see the sun arising. Love him in the evening ’cause he brought you through the day. And in the in between time when you feel the pressure rising, remember that he loves you and he promises to stay. So when you feel the need to worry, because it seems the thing to do, remember he’s not in a hurry. He’s always got time for you. So…love him in the morning when you see the sun arising…. Continue reading
Wednesday List #37 – Thanksgiving Gratitude.
It’s been a long time since I did a list. It’s been a long time since I’ve been regular about being on this blog. I miss both. And since it’s Thanksgiving, I thought I’d dive back in with a list of goodness and gratitudes from today. Continue reading
The “Lasts.”
I’m at the point of the “lasts.” Today was my last track workout before my race. This Saturday will be my last long-ish ride (2.5 hours) before my race. Next Monday will be my last team swim before my race. It’s time to get the lists made and the gear bag packed and get this show on the road! Continue reading
Swim Bike Run.
I came home from work yesterday to the sweetest gift in the mail. My friend Diane, who is the wife and mother to the father and son who were on my Kilimanjaro climb, mailed me this awesome block with the sweetest note of encouragement: Continue reading
About the Last Year.
A year ago tomorrow, Dave rolled into town in a U-Haul, committed to starting a new life in a new state with some girl he’d known for less than a year. He asked me today what I thought about the last year. I answered in the moment, but I haven’t stopped thinking about the question. Continue reading
Wednesday List #35 – Gratitudes.
I woke up in the middle of the night and quickly realized that I would not promptly fall back I sleep, so I got up and wrote. Two hours later, I did go back to sleep, and I ended up sleeping until 8:30 in the morning. Thankfully, I have a job that doesn’t require certain hours of me, so that wasn’t a problem, but in that moment I did appreciate the flexibility of my work. In the thick of not being healthy, I may have lost sight of all the goodness around me. So today I am focusing on recognizing those good things and expressing my gratitude for them. Continue reading
Grateful for the Push.
I am deep into my training. Since starting at my new facility, I’ve kicked my training up about ten notches. I’m training seven days a week, often with two workouts a day and with a swim only on my recovery day. I’m loving swimming, especially the occasional high-five from Brendan. I’m biking on a trainer that measures my power and hitting numbers I didn’t expect from myself. And I’m running, mostly comfortably, on my previously injured calf. For the last couple of weeks, I’ve averaged fourteen hours of training a week. I’m feeling really lucky to be healthy and able to train as much as I am. Continue reading
On His 41st Birthday.
My friend Jeff should have turned 41 today. He was killed in 2006 after a drunk driver drove into a crowd of pedestrians waiting to cross the street after a concert at the Backyard. The world dimmed a good bit when he left it. Continue reading
No More Going Solo For Me.
This week, I made the decision to join a masters swim program. I swam in different programs years ago when I lived in Austin, and I did really well in them. I became a strong swimmer, especially during my years training at the Courtyard when I would swim four days a week. It wasn’t the frequent swimming, but the swimming with others that really made me strong. When I moved from far northwest Austin to the country far southwest of town, I abandoned my masters program because my old facility was miles and miles away, and there was no good option nearby. That’s now changed.
