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I don't need easy...



Since nobody wants to read (or write) another post about how I am losing it over here, I figured I would just give you my motto for this week:

I don't need easy.
I just need possible.

As you may know, this is a quote by Bethany Hamilton in the movie Soul Surfer. I admire that girl. What an inspiration!

It certainly has not been easy without KJ as my companion. 7 days down. 11 more to go. So far so good. The boys and I have had our ups and downs but, I am happy to report, we are safe and (mostly) sound. I am able to squeeze in the training and have logged almost 16 hours this week so far. With another 3 tomorrow, I should be fine.

Remember? Training to me is therapy. If my life is out of order, chaotic and hectic, I love getting on the spin bike and staring at the wall for 2 hours. Time to think. Time to refocus. Time to enjoy being in control of at least one thing: this workout. A run in the snow under bright blue skies in 25 degrees does the trick as well. Or a hardcore swim workout in honor of Coach Liz's 50th birthday... Oh. Wait. I missed that one! I was dealing with grumpy kids who had woken up at 5:30 am and did not understand why I was not about to happily play Lego with them! If they wake up early tomorrow morning, I am going to drag them to the pool with me. Two bedheads in their pajamas, blankets, stuffed animals, breakfast, portable DVD player, Mighty Machines. It's all ready to go! We should be good...

I will do whatever it takes to get in the training I need. However, my family is my #1 priority. When the kids are not in (pre) school, I try to spend quality time with them. So far so good. No sitters yet. Max has only been to the daycare at the gym twice, Noah not at all. I was able to line up a play date for each of them today after school, so I could head over to the pool during lunch lap swim hours. The kids had a blast! Me? Not so much. I don't think my swim was even worth the $4 I paid to get in...

It might not be easy but it is definitely possible.


PS: If you want to know how Karl is doing on the other side of the world, you can read about it here.






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