I am learning some big, big things right now. The biggest one comes at the end.
Kids, work, husband, carpools, bill-paying, training, all the usual and some not so usual life-stuff has put a lot of space between posts. My last one was Easter Weekend – one of the hardest of my life. Here’s why:
My niece had fresh wings.
My spiritually and emotionally war-torn, heartbroken sister and her precious family was trying to breathe thousands of miles away from me. (Lord, don’t let me lose them too – bring them back from the abyss!))
My siblings and friends were pitifully trying to wrap our minds around our profound, knife-in-the-gut-loss.
I honestly do not remember EVER feeling so viscerally frozen with with sadness, grief and depression. And then I remembered her mantra: Fight the good fight. Finish the Race. Keep the Faith. I remembered how to breathe.
So here are a few things that went down:
I did my first Sprint Triathlon with my beloved sister, mother to 5 including our angel girl.
My husband and I became vegan-leaning vegetarians (We lost 25 pounds collectively – another post).
My family and I raced for Cameron at a brewery.
Along with my hero sister and brother in law and some terrific friends, I signed up for this:
Lord, help me. I am crazy! Happily nuts. Off the deep end and training like a fool.
And so last week we did our first open water swim.
I was scared sh*tless. Here’s what saved me:
L’Oreal Silverstone Lipstick. I never go anywhere without it. I got nailed for applying said lipstick before the goggles went on. My beloved sister laughed. (Did you see that??: She laughed at me) Why would anyone polish their lips when they’d be submerged in river water for a couple thousand yards? “You are ridiculous.” She said. She laughed. So here’s the lesson:
Never, ever swim in open water without your lipstick!
I have a feeling Cameron is laughing too.