There is something about Tuesdays. The last 4 have looked like this:
June 19th – last day at the office, headed out on my solo mission to IM CdA! #gulp
June 26th – returned to the office; confirmed entry for IM Canada! #RUFKM?! (are you freakin’ kidding me!)
July 3rd – Willy went to heaven. #heartache
July 10th – On a flight to San Fran, about to go rock out lulu-love with the infamous Jacki Carr….i write this on the plane…these are the moments I find I need to pinch myself. You see, without rattling off my every-waking-moment for you…I returned from an all around awesome weekend of swimbikerunsunfun in Penticton, with a gran fondo thrown in for kicks last weekend. Jumped on a plane to San Fran and will then hop over to San Diego for a night and will return in time to jump on another quick flight back to the interior to see my sweet buddy Krista + her newest lil munchkin. All before the next fondo on Saturday!
I’m starting to get it: when life+love; heartsbeats+inboxes flow…it’s much easier to goooo with it…just.go.with.the.flow.of.it.
I have 6 more Tuesdays before the next big showdown…and I hope that I am $700 poorer to the WTC by the 7th Tuesday:) #dreamsdeclared
Forget Mondays or Fridays or living-for-the-weekends, Tuesday is my new FUNday! And Sundays might be icecream days…