Life on the Runn...

Two years of loss. Two years of pain. Two years of trying to understand why. Two years without you.  A trip past the WAC or a random song, usually from a workout, can still shake me to my core, can still bring me to tears. The right shade of pink nail polish reminds me of you.  I regularly think how unfair it all is. I wish I would have told you just how much you mean to me, how much I owe you. Some of our last workouts together were during very dark days. Our personal training sessions were often the only times I found light in that darkness. You took care of me. You took care of everyone! If only we could have taken care of you,  saved you!  On days like today, though, I remind myself that I am lucky. The pain I feel over your loss, deep as it is, comes only because our paths crossed. And I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.  Rest easy, Nickie! Love you always! 

 Last night, John Mayer put on another Raise the River show. We've been talking about it for a few weeks now, which got (even more) JM lyrics running through my brain. And one part of one song, feels like my Summer of '22 anthem:       The summer's over, this town is closing      They're waving people out of the ocean      We have the feeling like we were floating      We never noticed where time was going      Do you remember when we first got here?      The days were longer the nights were hot here      Now, it's September the engine's starting      You're empty-handed and heavy-hearted This comes from Mayer's 2013 hit, "On the Way Home." It  has been a bit of an end-of-summer go-to for several years, but after this summer, it lands differently. I go back to work tomorrow, and H begins school (full days!) next Tuesday.  The thought of uninterrupte...