The Ortho world took a hit this past week and I am way bummed about it.
After my San Diego trip, I was full stream ahead. I literally landed in the Grand Valley, unpacked, packed, and went from sea level to 7,200 feet in 14 hours time. MAD Racing was invited to time the Regional Youth Cross Country Invitational. Teams from New Mexico, Colorado, Wyoming, And Idaho were lined up to tackle the groomed trails around the Odin Rec Center. Couldn't Be Happier
Live IS Good!! Working in the mornings, snow shoeing in the evenings, and sleeping in yet another bed. February was ending on a high note. No Complaints
But Monday Morning, The Chest Felt Off. Super Bummed!! That first week of March was packed in with clients, gym routines lined out, and an aggressive cycling schedule. All That Went Out The Window
And all of this was my own damn fault. It wasn't the traveling. It wasn't the late nights. It wasn't burning the candle at both ends. It wasn't the forgiven uncomfortable beds. It wasn't the three jobs. It WAS the fact that I didn't wash my Phuc-N hands Sunday afternoon.
On Sunday, after the relay races, a number of the head coaches sought me out while I was breaking this down and loading the work trailer. They appraised me for all of the work I put in, how I conducted myself all weekend, they complimented me on my empowering words to their racers at the start lines, the constant reassuring messages to each racer before the tag of their relay leg, and one coach asked me about a possible interview via a phone call later in the week. This means I shook a lot of hands and was starving at the end of the day. The MAD Crew had prepared homemade chili, sliced avocados, grated cheese, and tortilla chips. Covered In Germs, I Ate
What do you suppose the idea is behind SPAM Calling and SPAM Comments?? Does anyone actually bite on these? Would you really answer this call?? Does anyone clink on the SEE THE SWIMSUITS LINK or FIND YOUR NEW LOVE HERE LINK?? My phone rings about 3 to 6 times a day with these Colorado Spam Calls. I have listed my number on the Do Not Call List but to no prevail. Those Bastards
- Wash My Hands
- Eat My Veggies
- More Fruits
- Slowly Start Morning Calisthenics
- Ease Back Into The Road Miles
Its very unfortunate that it takes a deadly outbreak to remind us to wash our hands, takes an F4 tornado ripping through a grass roots town to prompt us to a Red Cross donation, or a tragic auto collision to bring awareness to just how precious life truly is.
Be Kind, Think Of Others, & Smile,