What an insanely surreal week and weekend this has been. Tears well up in my eyes as I type and listen to DJ Lance Rock on the tele. Emotionally drained is not even touching how I feel. Physically spent is beyond understanding and spiritual wanting is absolutely there. The past few weeks I have been very aware. I don’t know why, but I have, something must be on the horizon. But I have fallen in love with my family again. Maybe it is just the ability to sit outback and watch the kids play, or feeling a sense of accomplishment and pride, or maybe it is just that I have paused for a few extra minutes and actually noticed what I have. Either way, I am blessed and aware of it.
Saturday we completed the half-marathon in Charlotte. It was no joke. My husaband just kind of “danced” along as he had to drag me through. This is a walk in the park for him. A hilly park, but a walk in it no less. Kim did awesome and new when to encourage and when to just keep quiet as I melted down at mile 11. Rhodes…well, he didn’t have his iPod on so I think he was talking to us a good bit, but I don’t know what he said…he did so great too. The course was tough, but enjoyable until about mile 9. Then the hills got steeper, longer and well, kicked my butt…legs…feet and mind. David kept telling me I could do it and I responded…”I DON”T WANT TO DO IT!” After 2 hours and 45 minutes I crossed the finish line. The winner crossed in 1 hour 6 minutes, but I ran the same course and crossed the same finish as he did. Pretty impressive. And no…I won’t be doing another one of these. The Ramblin’ Rose never smelled so sweet!
Chris told me Friday that our YMCA was having a kids Tri on Sunday, so all the boys went up and did that yesterday, it was wonderful, as they did their best and smiled the whole way and were so proud of themselves. I was too.
Millie and I are bonding while watching Jack Black on Yo Gabba Gabba (one of our faves!) we love it.
So as I think on all that my family attempted, accomplished and appreciated this weekend, I am in awe.