A look back at some of the best, hardest and most surprising parts of my week.
The Good
Going Anyway. Memorial Day was a difficult day in my world. (See The Bad below.) And when I woke up that morning to the sound of rain pounding outside my window, the last thing I wanted to do was get up and go run a 10k. But, I had picked up the race packets for three friends, I needed to crawl out of bed and go. I’m glad I did. It’s hard to be down when you’re part of pack of several hundred people choosing to show up and do their best. Despite the rain, I managed another PR and second place in my age group. I think my new shoes are faster!
Baking. I like baking, but I’m not very good at it. There’s a science to it, as well as an art, and I tend to consider recipes to be suggestions rather than absolutes. But every so often I make something that turns out pretty good. And this time it was Salted Caramel Apple Hand Pies. OMG. These are like little pillows of deliciousness. I made a big batch of them, then send most of them on a beach trip with friends. I’m glad I did, because I could have easily eaten all of them. (And probably required medical intervention to recover.)
The Bad
Distractedness. I can be a little dreamy and thinky, I am a pisces afterall, but I don’t usually do kooky things like lock myself out of my car. Much less when it’s running. Twice in a week. Yes. I am not kidding. Not just once, but twice, through a serious of ridiculous things, I locked my keys in the car while it was running. Thank goodness for AAA. They are my heros!
Memorial Dates. The birthdays of my friend who died and my dad were this past week. The anticipation of sadness was possibly worse than the actual days themselves. Most of the time when I think of my dad and my friend and other people I’ve lost, I think about the good things. The love, the fun, the things I admired about them. But these birthdays provoke more sadness that I can’t celebrate with them. And as hard as they are, each time I go through one of these kind of days, I do a little more grieving, and then ultimately, feel a little less sad.
The Rad
New (to me) Bike. Recently I brought home a rusty, filthy old bicycle. It had been in storage in a barn for years, probably decades. The tires were completely flat, the rubber cracked. I had no idea if it could become road-worthy, but I wanted to give it a shot. Oh, and I have no idea what I’m doing with bikes, despite having been riding somewhat regularly for years. Thank goodness for the internet! And people who have crazy niche hobbies like fixing up vintage cruisers. I’ve found out all kinds of information on my Sears and Roebuck, Made in Austria, Three-Speed Cruiser with a coaster brake. I’ve learned that one of the best ways to remove the rust is with water and aluminum foil. How to clean the chain and oil the hub. I still have some work to do with it, but what a thrill it was to ride it to my cafe date this morning.
And you?
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