Mom Memories

It happens out of the blue. Sometimes it is a memory or it might be something that I am doing. Either way, Mom’s memory fills my heart and my eyes fill with tears.

Sunday, I spent the day pruning her plants and getting the garden ready for Spring. In previous years, Mom and I would be in the yard together. I can remember Mom telling me what to do and what plant to put where.

Suddenly, I stopped and looked up. The wind chime started blowing in the wind and making sweet soft music. She has a way of doing that. She purposefully did things with me so that her memory would always be with me, where ever I go and with whatever I do. Her memory is with me, deep in my soul.

Mr. Right

It happened to me. In the age of technology, someone broke up with me via text message (he says it’s a mobile message). Not that we were even together to be broken up but the context of this message should have been in person or over the phone.

My first response was REALLY? My second response was I think I should be hurt. Then I realized that I wasn’t too invested to be that devastated.

The third response was to post his message on my blog so that we could all get a good laugh. Yes, I can’t get over the humor of a break up with a text message. As much as I wanted to put a smile on your face it will not be at the expense of someones feelings.

Today, I have to reflect on the words that I told my niece three days ago. Mr. Right will come around. We just have to be patient, that’s all.

Jackson Hole, Wyoming

My legs needed a week off from riding so I went skiing. The view from the room was incredible. I left San Antonio with an inch of snow to go visit Jackson in nine degree weather.



After the super bowl party, I explored the resort and tried on all the exact replica head dresses that were show cased.

By day five, I got a case of the playboy plague. I wish I could say that I was there but I got it from someone who was there, who got it from someone who was there.



Pecan pie always makes me feel better. I asked for some pie, and I got it.

Soooo.... back to real world. Back to work with the sniffles and another week started with training at 5AM. Happy Valentine’s Day. May all your love wishes come true.

Boring

My life has taken a turn toward boring. But ya know? I am so good with that.
Wake at 5AM. Spin, spin, spin. Pedal, pedal, pedal. Check my heart rate. Pedal and spin faster, faster, faster.

Five weeks later and all this is pretty routine. My body has finally adjusted to the early mornings. I have slowed from all the caffeine and down to only one cup of coffee from the two cups and two red bull.

My social life has taken a hit. All my time goes to training, hot yoga, Roxy and spending time with Dad. I wouldn’t dare change a thing. For now, I love how things are. I am settled in to my single life and training. That is where I am now.