Throwback Tuesday

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The day we started our journey sometimes feels like it was just yesterday, even though we’ve done quite a bit of time together. I chanced across this collage Kelvin put together when he gave us our coffee table book and well, memories of the happy day came flooding back. I guess I really ought to get my act together with the wedding video… which is still all living on HD casette! Chetz, make sure you get a proper videographer!

 

Volunteer for Flag Day for the pups

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A very full tank

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Over 9 hours later…

A few weekends ago, I took part in my first adventure race in years. Stupidly, I did zero training and I just went into it with a positive outlook and two really great teammates. And you know what? I died.

Yes, we finished the race – well, all 53km that we were able to complete before the cut off point anyway. We fell short of 7km which was the last bit of running. But nevertheless, we did it.

The day after, I could hardly walk. But according to the husband, I was the calmest and happiest I had been in a really long time. He said that my ‘tank’ was full and that I should probably consider doing stuff like this for myself more often.

Not the reaction I thought I’d get. I thought I’d get a ‘whyyy did you leave me and the kids for an entire day?!!’

Life surprises you like that sometimes.

A piece of his past

One very cool thing that was able to happen whilst we were in Vancouver was our meet up with Hubba’s ex-bowling coach, Ron. Ron had pretty much been a secondary father figure to Hubba during his competitive days and I had heard so much about this man and how he taught Andrew many life lessons.

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Having never known the Andrew that most people knew or read of, there always was a missing piece of his past that I never felt I could get a sense of. But seeing his face light up at the sight of Ron and him beaming the entire time just made me light up too. Ron had many kind words and memories to share as well, and this made me feel really happy – to see a side of Andrew that I may not have otherwise seen.

I am really glad we got to meet up. It was such a great day that we completely forgot about the peanut butter he’d brought us from Seattle! Ah well, what’s a bit of peanut butter when you’ve got tonnes to catch up on?

Time is whizzing by

Do you find that as each year passes, life starts to pass you by even quicker than it did previously?

These days, the days and months just fly by. It felt like just the other day I was talking to E about our planning meeting and just like that, it’s over. How is it almost September?

Meanwhile, my girls are growing up fast. Naomi is becoming such a polite little girl and Charlotte such a ray of sunshine. They’re starting to talk and play with each other and there’s no need to prompt them to hug and kiss – they’re so affectionate, they just do it themselves. I sit back sometimes and just take it all in, and watch them interact…

… and a great big smile appears on my face.

And I realise how much I absolutely just love being a mother.

Yes, it might be hectic sometimes but most recently I have discovered that despite how you feel sometimes, they are just such a blessing and I couldn’t be happier about having them in my life. I look at Hubba and I just think, wow. What was life like before? I cannot even recall.

Slow down. Take a deep breath.

Savour the time.

It’s all relative

There are indeed many lessons to be learned from being on the bike.

For one, that almost anything in life is relative. Something may seem really hard on one day, then lot easier the next – and only because you’ve tried something even harder that day.

A month ago, we were riding up to the base of Mt Fromme and it felt so steep that I panted so hard and I felt like my heart was going to stop. My legs burned so bad and no amount of zig zagging made it any easier. We then spent a lot of the day climbing the mountain just so we could ride down it. Gracie reckoned we’d done a total of about 12km uphill that morning.

Today, I ride up the usual roads I take to get to the trail and it feels like no effort at all – yet I was huffing and puffing up these roads before our trip. 

I suppose the real lesson is you don’t know what you’re truly capable of until you push that much harder and suffer a little. Innit.

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