Back at it. Started the week in a bit of a mental funk with the events at the tail of the week, but recognized I need to keep grinding for the good.
Monday - 4th of July. We went up and buried Bart at the ABC. I still had the ashes from Lucy's cremation so I put those in with him Won't lie - I was a blubbery mess with all of it and still am as it hits me. It is not the thought of him as gone that gets you but the unexpected things that catch you because they have been habit for 14 years. Going to feed the dogs and realize it is just feeding a dog and you only need to do one dish. Stuff like that.
So it was an day off with the up and down on the mountain.
Tuesday AM - with GW and RT at practice (over there and back too). Gets hot early nowadays but expected. 8.1 miles.
Didn't stay up for the fireworks last night. I was just beat. But saw the better show up on the hill before hitting the rack.
Forgot to mention we did a gig Saturday night over in Vista Ridge. Ir was good fun. Fireworks, rocking ten year olds, etc. Was sorta nutty with rain coming in and then blowing back out and then coming back in over a few times but a blast in any case.
Was up way too late on that day.
Tuesday afternoon - cooled off with it being overcast. JZ got me out on the ditch. 3.7 miles.
Tuesday night went over to Red Rocks and caught Lyle Lovett and Chris Issak. Just captivating entertainers at probably the best outdoor music venue on the planet.
Wednesday. Beat. Long work day. Took the day off from running.
Thursday - up early and went over to Lion's Lair with JV. Been too long since I have run with that guy.
It has been so long since I have been on Sanitas, they completely redid the back side trail (Lions Lair). It is a nice grade but was still an ass kicker for me. Need to get back,
Friday AM - over to Bobolink for a run with the Eagles. 8 miles. A bit tired from yesterday but it worked out a bit.
Saturday - 6.1 miles with GW outta Aquarius. Did a gig at Front Range last night and then one on Saturday night at Mother Tuckers.
I had a pretty amazing moment at Front Range. While playing a woman walked up to me and pointed to her ear. I thought she was saying the music was too loud but then I somehow understood she was saying she was deaf and couldn't hear the music. But she wanted to feel it. She put her hands on the guitar and we enjoyed the music together.
Sunday. Hooboy. Tired. Hot. And busy. Had intentions of getting up early and going to do Green but a 1AM finish with the gig put the kibosh on that. Life chores, etc. Ended up with near hour nap in the afternoon and so a goose egg to cap the most inconsistent running week I have had in a bit. I guess I could rationalize and say I needed the nap.
Will keep on plugging.