Rough Start

We had a rough start to the New Year. I had been counting down the weeks, eager to start the journey to Ironman Florida, but instead I found myself having to make the hardest decision of my life. After 12 years of having a little black kitty attached to my hip, I made the painful decision to put Newman down. Things had slowly been getting worse over the past few years and while I kept trying not to see it, it was clear on Friday morning that he deserved a life without anymore suffering. I spent most of Friday with him giving him tons of hugs and kisses, but I would still give anything to have just a few more hours with him. Not having him around has been really rough on both Andy and myself, but we keep trying to remind each other that he lived like a king and he's in a better place. It's crazy what kind of impact a pet can have on your life and how happy they can make you. There will never be another kitty like him. RIP Newmie, we miss you so much.

Needless to say, last week's workouts weren't the best. I got them in but it wasn't how I wanted to start the year. I was tired, emotionally drained and completely preoccupied. But I'm starting to pick up the pieces little by little this week and catch up on 12 years of lost sleep. My swollen eyes have even started to go down and I was able to wear goggles and go for a swim today. And while I have this overwhelming sadness weighing me down, I feel ready to get back to my routine. I'm ready to start the journey to Ironman Florida...even though it won't be the same without Newman to keep me company during my weekend recovery naps.