Recap- 2 years, AWESOME. Still live in WI. Still wonderful. New child (Emma), same job, new triathlon club.
Emma at
one day.
Emma, Mom and I, last month.
The Prairie Athletic Triathlon Club.
Here we are in Sugar River. It was a few weeks ago. It's only a small portion of the team.
This weekend, we race again.
But that's not what's on my mind.
The last few weeks have been emotionally difficult. We've had a lot of positives as a family, and as a new classroom. Lots of exciting things.
A new School year, off to a great start:
August Started 4K.
12.9.15
I never finished this post. 12 months ago I wanted to begin again, and track my thoughts and ideas moving forward.. but I stopped, worried about how people might perceive my notes. So now, a year later, I'm back, and hope to begin again.
Since beginning the post above, August started kindergarten, I raced Ironman Wisconsin, got 2 new jobs, and began my PhD program. I also continue to struggle with major anxiety, and some challenges after my parent's divorce last year including stress, and family, who I love, and who drive me crazy.
I went to a conference the last 3 days, where they said, if you're not writing your story, you should be. If you died tomorrow, and no one knew your story, what a shame that would be. So, I'm going to try.
Here's my story. It's not always pretty, but it's mine.
I never finished this post. 12 months ago I wanted to begin again, and track my thoughts and ideas moving forward.. but I stopped, worried about how people might perceive my notes. So now, a year later, I'm back, and hope to begin again.
Since beginning the post above, August started kindergarten, I raced Ironman Wisconsin, got 2 new jobs, and began my PhD program. I also continue to struggle with major anxiety, and some challenges after my parent's divorce last year including stress, and family, who I love, and who drive me crazy.
I went to a conference the last 3 days, where they said, if you're not writing your story, you should be. If you died tomorrow, and no one knew your story, what a shame that would be. So, I'm going to try.
Here's my story. It's not always pretty, but it's mine.
