It's been a whirlpool, but when is it not. However, this trip was one of the best, and a lot of it is due to my attitude, some mind changes for the way I view what my kids choose to do with their lives, and for the fact how I appreciate my friends deeper, stand a little taller, and running, while a huge part of my life, is not all-defining.
...This week is crazy here, back in Austin, 4 days before next trip, 2 full time jobs 8 am to 8 pm, window replacement in the house, coaching, and squeezing in at least 1 yoga and a massage, so I will have to be brief, as sad as it is, because I have a lot to say.
My flight was delayed, so I couldn't make it to the Gorge Friday morning and see Ronda, and went straight to see Mike Bushwhacker Burke at the coffee shop, where we chatted for half and hour, and headed down to Forest Park to see Gail (who drove from Bend just to see me!). Three Musketeers were back together...for a walk in the park and a nice talk:) But, since neither one of us is racing and training as a life-consuming agenda, we talked work, kids and some politics. I love these two, but have to admit, three is a crowd for me, I planned to see each of them separately, because the conversations get much deeper and meaningful when one-on-one. Well, there will be more visits...
And twas is my life. High in craziness, business, emotions good and bad - to come home, to Larry, and exhale deeply. Thank God he is in my life, my rock, my stability, my slowing down and allowing feelings to sink in, to be processed, to renew - and to be ready for life, again.
PHOTOS FROM THE TRIP
|Photo by Bob Beast Lynes. Yes, I was getting ready to give him a kiss.|