Training lately has really been difficult.
Confidence is at a low point only 5 days away from NN16. Although I have done may long bikes, my only long run ended up being a 10 miler in 90 minutes.
Not quite a 180 minute run no matter what speed.
You see, I miss my Dad.
I also miss my friend and mentor Gary.
We lost them both 2 years ago within 18 hours of each other.
My head still swims for a few days just thinking about it.
Although done in different ways and through very different backgrounds and experiences, their lessons to me reverberate with similarity.
The best way to honor them is to carry on their teachings, no?
They both valued 'persistence', education and doing things the proper way ~ no matter what.
These lessons came in handy trying to coach hockey this past week at try-outs. I feel their spirits thrive when I am in a teaching moment.
They also came in handy today convincing myself to run a hard 30 minutes at lunch. Be persistent.
Although my heart aches from their void, it grows stronger with how they carry on after they have passed.
1 comment:
Stay strong, Paul...it's a wonderful way to honor them both. Thanks for sharing. --KW
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