This morning was about exerciz'n a bunch of demons from my life. I'm carrying extra weight, have for buldging discs, planters, and lateral band issues (basically, I'm getting older). Also, my running confidence is down...I'm running, just not fast.

Also, Christine's death is the second death already this summer. A fellow State Trooper died last month. He was a good friend. I don't deal with death well - at all. I've had fellow police officers commit suicide, get killed on duty, my dad died a few summers ago, one of my best friends was struck by a drunk driver, etc, etc, etc. I really feel dogged by death. BUT I'm learning to live again. I don't want to regret not living and spend time dreading dying most of my life. I don't want to dread my life away - - regretting wasting my life with dark thoughts on my death bed (if that makes any sense?).

Cristine was with me in spirit re-enforcing this this morning. I know she was... she died quickly, no regrets, no fears, (but surely missing her husband and boys). But I feel she would not have changed a thing. I need to learn this.....I am learning this. Thnx Christine.

My run-confidence it thru the roof...I didn't think I'd break 30 min. I'm just not running that well. But I did beat 30 min. like I will beat the demons from my life.

Onward!

Nothing. Glad someone was pushing me. :)

Reflecting...walking...smiling.....


I'm old, fat, and hurt!


Thanks for reading this....live like you were dying...I guess we all are...but that's okay. It really is.