So, on Wednesday, I came home from work, put on sweats and plopped myself on the couch. I needed a night off from working, from writing, from lifting, from thinking, from wedding planning.
It was wonderful. Tim and I drank pumpkin beer and watched old episodes of Its Always Sunny and just relaxed.
Yesterday, I was a little slow to get up, but I still had a nice run, and a good day at work (I am very much enjoying my job!) and then came home and did some freelance work. I just get so inspired by some of the athletes I am privileged to interview. Some days, I come home and can’t handle any more writing, but last night, I just wanted to write. I couldn’t stop typing and editing and moving things around and just smiling. I feel so lucky to have the opportunity to be the voice for so many local runners. I am so grateful.
So, its Friday, and I am wearing jeans to work. And will be every Friday, HOLLA. Today, I slept in until 5:30 (GLORIOUS!) and went to a really fun spinning class. I feel so much more awake now.
Tim and I are heading home this weekend for a 5K in memory of one of my favorite people. So many silly songs remind of P. “99 Red Balloons.” “Somewhere Over the Rainbow.” “Hey Girl.” “Scotty Doesn’t Know.”
Last night, I listened to some and felt sad, but also couldn’t help smiling. I miss you, oh how I miss you. I know you’d be saying right now “KELLY (LAST NAME)… YOU CAN’T REALLY BE GETTING MARRIED.”
Yep, P, I am. I wish you were here. You wouldn’t be on the B list.
Anyway, this weekend, we run for him. On the worst course ever. But I won’t stop smiling. I miss him so much. I wish I could hug him one more time and say, “Hey Park. See you in a few weeks. Scotty doesn’t know.”
Hey Park, see you on the other side.