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Another Monday, another wonderful weekend. Vero had a great turnout on Friday night for the Love Your Mama Fest, which I guest bartended for. I am an expert sangria pourer, if I say so myself. Saturday I headed to Atlanta again to see a certain JM, and it was a lovely time as always. However, I did have a major rice krispy treat fail…so I will need a redo on that project. Not only did I not have enough marshmallows, I probably shouldn’t have refrigerated them for an extended amount of time. They basically tasted like sugar bricks. I’m fairly certain that if you threw one at someone’s head, it would knock them out cold. Either that or make a really funny crunchy noise and break into a thousand little pieces.
This is going to be a pretty big week after hours, as I think I have something going on almost every night. Perhaps the thing I am looking forward to the most is The Burger Coalition dinner tomorrow night at Ollie Irene! Then on Wednesday night, I have my monthly drinks with Debbie date. But I do fear that we went a little longer than a month between the last time we saw each other. That just means we have extra to catch up on!
Last night when I got back into town, I curled up on the couch with Baby Kitty and listened as the storms passed by. I had my pj’s on, put on a good movie, and messed around on the computer. It was so peaceful and comforting. I had every intention of going to the grocery store and running a few other errands before this week got started, but it just felt right to be still and chill with my kitty. What is it that’s so exciting about thunder and lightning? Maybe it’s the danger, or maybe it’s because most plans have to change when bright lights fill the sky. A big electrical storm is always a little unexpected, especially when you’ve paid zero attention to the weather reports. If it had been perfect outside, I might have been a little ashamed for being so unproductive. But since it wasn’t, I felt I had every right to become glued to my sofa. It was a great Sunday night.
I’ve been playing a waiting game on something very important for the past 3-4 months. I can’t directly speak of it yet, but it’s been a goal of mine for quite some time. Patience is truly a virtue, and most of the time I am good at it. Honestly, when I look back on the beginning of the process, it’s been an enormous blessing that things didn’t work out the way I had initially planned. It’s almost as if someone has been looking out for me, being able to see the bigger picture when I couldn’t. And, I still can’t. All I know is that I’m pretty happy right this very second, and I’m doing all I can to move in the direction that I want to go. That’s all you can really do….while enjoying the process of life.
This morning I woke up to a woodpecker hammering away (that’s what she said) on my bedroom window. It was seriously ticked off at my cat who was just minding its own business staring outside. It was shocking to me that it understood the concept of glass and knew that Baby Kitty couldn’t reach it. I even opened the curtain and it didn’t fly away, in fact, it looked me straight in the eye and pecked one last time before flying over the to the nearest power line. There’s some drama in the bird world this morning.
Sometimes things don’t go the way you’d like them to. It happens to everyone, more often than we’d probably like. When it’s happening to you, it’s hard to see the bigger picture – how it fits into the grand scheme of things. Two things happen whenever you experience something significant: First, your feelings get center stage. Feelings are rarely rational things. That’s why they can be wonderful and why sometimes they can be terrrrrible. Second, hopefully sooner rather than later, your brain kicks in and tries to put everything into perspective. The feelings may still be there, but they no longer control your outlook. Things are rarely as bad as they first seem.
Yesterday I had a “feelings” day. Actually, my feelings probably dominated the last few weeks. Not always in a bad way… and honestly it was good for me to be a little vulnerable. This morning I woke up with a greater sense of understanding and peace. I don’t always talk about what is specifically going on my life, and I know I am skipping around it here, but the point today is the process and what we learn from it.
So with all of this mental activity going on around me, I find myself with nothing to do. All week I planned to keep Saturday and Sunday open, and that’s exactly what’s happened. Yesterday it felt awkward and uncomfortable, and I actively looked for things to fill my time. Today I feel less restless. I think I will be content to just read in the park today on a blanket in a snuggly sweater. And maybe take an extra long nap this afternoon. Write a little in my purple notebook. Have eggs for breakfast. This is the day I’ve been looking for…
I’ve unexpectedly ended up with a free day today! My original plans were to go tubing with friends for a birthday celebration, but after waking up this morning I decided that having some “me” time seemed much more appealing than baking in the sun. I am going to meet up with that same group later on for a drink or two, so I will still get some quality time with the b’day girl then.
I’ve gotten two hilly six-mile running sessions in over the past few days, and my knee seems to be doing good. I know I’ve said it before, but it bears repeating… the Arc Machine really keeps my body conditioned for the times that I can’t run due to my injury from earlier this year. It was like I didn’t miss a beat.
I am feeling the need to do something active again today, but I don’t think it would be wise to run for a 3rd day in a row. I would like to be outside, so my options are to go for a bike ride or a hike. Or maybe I will just chill out today and watch the Tour de France and Harry Potter movies. I also see a trip to Home Depot/Lowe”s in my near future for some carriage house dreaming. Sunday, funday!
Speaking of the Tour de France, there have been so many crashes this year. I literally just watched as two riders were hit by a team car with tremendous speed, with one of them (Johnny Hoogerland) going airborne into a barbed wire fence. Click here to watch the crash. They are both surprisingly OK, and back on their bikes to finish Stage 9. These guys truly are machines.
Tomorrow I start training for the Augusta Half Ironman in late September. More on that in the morning! It’s time once again to get back in the pool… my least favorite of the three sports, which just means I need to spend the most time on it. Blah!!!
My sister Christy completed her very first sprint triathlon this morning!! Words can’t describe how proud I am of her for taking it on and finishing with success. She did it with almost no training (minus the fact that she is a runner) and just dove straight in. Like my first tri, she even used a mountain bike on a very hilly course… which is so much more challenging than a regular road bike! It’s hard to describe unless you’ve tried it, but she was a trooper for going out there and keeping a smile on her face. Her least favorite part was the swim, which is also my hardest sport of the three. I can’t wait to talk more about it with her as you instantly share a deep bond with fellow triathletes. She said that it was the hardest race she’s ever done, but it also gave her the most gratification when finished. I couldn’t agree more!!! It is such a rewarding experience… and most importantly, fun.
I’m looking forward to a lazy Sunday – and for me that means brunch, nap, gym and a few movies at home later on. :) It’s been a good weekend, friends.