A week vacation

About a month away from the Marine Corps Marathon and I am taking a bit of a break. Might not be the best thing for training, but my body is thanking me with ankles that aren’t screaming and a belly full of cheese and swirly meat. I’ll just have to make up for it when I get back but it is totally with it!
It has been a bitter sweet week here. We got to spend an evening  with our friends and their two wonderful kids. It was the first time we had met their daughters and they warmed up to us pretty quickly. I learned all about the Gruffalo and how tough mice really are. Sandra’s health is good and her levels have stabilized and is doing everything she possibly can.

I also learned that a friend of mine from high school passed away. We weren’t close friends, but hung out with the same group of friends. More recently, I’d run into him at his music studio in the town we used to live in our grabbing a beer at the hotel.

Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them.

Brendan Leonard

This was not the case with Terry he lived his life for music and followed his love and had an impact on so many. For me, his death puts things into perspective. There are so many things I want to do and I am lucky enough to have a wife and job that gives me the opportunity to try and achieve them. I once heard a quote that was something like:

How many times have you said that you’ll start tomorrow and look back a year later wishing you started yesterday?

Alright, enough of that…

I love to run in foreign cities and seeing the place without crowds, London was no disappointment. While running along the Thames the other day there were a bunch of sirens followed by the sound of two motorcycles twisting their throttles as hard as possible. Next came the distinctive sound of a turbo spinning up, that high pitched whine of a really fast car.

Turns out they were closing the road down to film a Porsche commercial. Thinking about that really pushed me through the last bit of my run. That driver is so good at what he does, they are willing to shut down a major thoroughfare in the center of London to drive his car as fast as he can. The only way to get to do that is with a shit ton of work. And he put it in!

I am feeling kind of preachy as I go back through reading this, but we really can do whatever we want if we put in the work. So for the remainder of this week, I am going to put in the work of filling my belly with cheese and swirly meats (and a few runs here and there) while always remembering  whose got that attitude.

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