There are times when you're an hour into a run...after a five hour bike ride....and it's only 2pm on blistering Saturday afternoon when you turn to your training partner and say "THIS is what makes us fucking rockstars".
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
The countdown is on
The fourth and final Christmas occurred last night. I must say, the first and the last were the best. Maybe I just really like small gatherings better than large extravagant parties? But it was fabulous. I love visiting with my little brother and his family.
And now that all that is over, I'm packing up my things and going to Boulder for a few days.
I was just talking to a coworker this morning about what a year this has been. The first and second quarters were horrifying. And devastating. The third was a time of recovery and discovery and enlightenment. The fourth? Beyond my wildest dreams. And I feel as though it's going out on a good note. There have been so many lessons learned, so many friendships made, strengthened, secured... I get chills every time I think about how much has happened, what all I've been through, the people that have helped me, the places I've been, the possibilities that lie ahead...