Saturday, October 6, 2018


I started this blog merely as a means to share my day to day actives with running, CrossFit, school (I was in school when I started this blog, that many eons ago). And then I started to tell myself this different story. That my content needed to be meaningful, informative and educational to be worthy of posting.

Completely. Not. True. I used to blog for myself, just as other people journal or meditate - for themselves. My blog just happens to be on a public platform with a slightly larger reader availability.

My husband is going to be gone for the next 9 months - but I still want to give him a chance to see what's going on day to day - the small stuff that we don't really get to talk about. The sweet moments the get missed. And I want a chance to reflect on some of the things that are happening in my life without him here - how I'm handling it all. I'm sure I'll be giving myself lots of gold stars, because I depended on Travis for a lot of things. I mean, duh, I married him in part because he's pretty much the most capable human on the Earth. So, I'm going to be trying to fill his shoes while also running my own life.

Yeehaw, it's going to be a wild ride ...

I got home on Monday night. So far, I've only had two glasses of wine the entire week - it's Saturday. Completely winning.

I still need two cups of coffee to function in the morning. I'm seriously jet-lagged still from Texas time.

I'm using my workouts in the gym to completely help me deal with Travis leaving and the fact that he's going somewhere very unsafe. I mean, rather than actually process this upheaval of emotions I have - fear, anger, sadness, loneliness - I just head to the gym and do the hardest shit I can to my body The more it hurts, the better I feel. It's like I have this void inside of me that I'm trying to fill with fitness.

So far, it's working. Let's see how long it lasts. :) Hopefully 9 months.

I'm off to the gym now - WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT - yes, to workout, but also because we're doing a Blood Drive for the sweetest little girl that's suffering from a blood disorder. She needs blood transfusions every 21 days. She's only THREE. Can you imagine?

PS: Am I the only one that doesn't know their blood type?

1 comment:

  1. Nope, I don’t know mine either. After 32 years and two kids you would think I’d know it but no.

    My husband was in the Army for 17 years- I feel you on the deployment. I don’t have any wise words or anything that really helps because when your best friend is gone it just plain sucks.

    I’m rooting for you and will be praying for you, the pups and him while he is away:)!