Tears, sadness, joy, love, wine, dogs, and dreams
It's been 8 weeks since IMAZ. 8 weeks since my heart fell apart over 140.6 miles. It's taken 8 weeks to climb myself out of a big deep hole. After a year of heartache, stress and pushing myself up and over what seemed like mountains of obstacles, I am finally started to feel whole again. 2015 started out so full of promise, so full of excitement. My husband embarking on the work opportunity and challenge of a lifetime, my coaching business exactly where I wanted it to be and my favorite Ironman on the schedule. They say when life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. Well, I took those lemons and made lemonade over and over until there was just no juice left in the tank. I trained on auto pilot, stressed out every single minute I was not at home. I missed my husband, I longed for more time with my Baxter. We emptied our bank accounts over and over with truck repairs, new AC unit, pool repair and emergency vet surgery and bills. I got sick multiple times, my adre...