Life. Lemons. Lemonade.

You've heard it before, right? 

Life.  Lemons.  Lemonade. 

You know the drill.

But at the risk of ridiculous overkill (and tongue in puckered cheek), I'd like to share a few thoughts about this whole lemon thing .....

A number of you have noticed my quirkiness has been ... shall we say... a bit off this summer, as has my writing volume.  And others of you who keep up with the Turtles real estate (margins) noticed my Upcoming Races list has become noticeably shorter all of a sudden. 

Yes, it's true.....

Hubs and I had to take a step back from my upcoming race schedule and sadly, will not be going to Chicago for the Half in early September.  Nor will we be traveling to Miami OR Melbourne Beach (FL) in late Jan/early Feb as planned.  The Women's Half Marathon in St. Pete, FL is up in the air at this point, too.  I canceled our hotel reservations, but may find a rabbit in a hat somewhere, somehow, and still get to participate.  (Still want to meet up with Amy!)

So, I can do what a friend suggested recently,

when he casually said 

Hey! .....

Um, thanks, Brandon!

grrrr..... !

But after spending the summer

feeling like this ....

and this ....

I'm the little guy on the left....

I decided to explore my lemon options a bit more,

and found these suggestions....

Hmmm....

Still waaayyyy too chippy for me right now!

I think I like THESE suggestions MUCH better.....

Or this one ...

Yep ~ definitely closer to how I really feel...

LOL!

But really,

I think I like this solution the very best....

Seriously, BIG thanks to my buddies who've

texted and e-mailed to keep me sane,

keep me on (somewhat) of a running schedule,

and offer their hugs and support.

After having so much anxiety

about running with others,

it's been AWESOME to have

running friends who notice

when you miss a run (or two),

but also understand.

Sappy me...

I'm such a dork.

But I REALLY appreciate the

kindness of friends, running buddies.

REALLY.  

 So, 

another lesson learned this summer:

As I 'shut up and eat the damn lemons,'

I am sad about missing races (mostly Chicago),

but

it makes missing some of the training runs

(especially the long runs!) 

a bit more tolerable. 

Now, I'm off to find a few of these locally......

while sipping some of this.....

Happy running, friends....

Robin

Own your journey.  One run at a time.