Happy Picture Friday

Running on Empty

I am on a job in Aspen and like most travel jobs, the hours are pretty long and physically taxing. None the less I am venturing out for my training runs, at altitude no less. It has been tough to get out of bed for them, but I have felt so much better each time after I am back. It pays sometimes to push a little harder, even if that effort is just lacing up and facing the cold.

Stress

Yesterday I had to change some plans on my wife last minute. That's one of those little things that can really stress her out. Today I am facing one of mine, packing for a trip. It's a little thing, but it's one of my stresses. I am fascinated by how everyone has a little something that can just unnerve them, even in the face of knowing better. When it is in full force it can feel damn near dibilitating. Walking through it can feel impossible, which makes it feel even more ridiculous when you are still able to just say, "it's friggin' packing!!" None the less, these little stress triggers can certainly be tough.

Running Through

My run this morning was tough. When in training sometimes the joy is not there when I know I have to get my moles in. None the less, I also know it helps to keep lacing up even when I don't want to. After all, not every mile in a marathon is fun.

Pack It Up

It was a decent day. Work was slammed but it went well. Everybody just seemed to put their head down and do what needed to be done. While I never really like a day that involves quite this much packing, it feels good to see such a clear result. Here's to a Monday friends.

Worn Out

Today was just one of those days where despite best efforts, I was forced to surrender to exhaustion. I am just beat and today there was no getting around it. I went out for my long run, but it never stopped feeling long. I counted off the ticks till the final mile was over and promptly walked. It catches up, that tired thing.

Parents Big Day

My parents are getting remarried today. This has been a day I have hoped for for many years now. They have become so good together since getting a little time apart, that marriage seemed natural. It's funny how no matter how old you get, your parents can always make you feel a little bit like an eight year old again. That part of me is giddy to see them so happy. Today's nuptials are the final piece in a reconciliation it has been wonderful to watch.

My parents show me what it means to love each other enough to walk away for a while but not entirely. They have demonstrated unconditional giving and a true care for one another that, at least for the last 18 years, has been based only on the unofficial bond they still felt.

I wish you, Mom and Dad, nothing but the best today. I love you both!