Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Summer is not my favorite. I don't like being hot. I grew up in Arizona and I left as soon as I could. Last year we had the big fires here in Colorado. They were within a few miles of my house. I had to evacuate one night. The sky was orange at 11pm from the fires. They never have caught the person who set them. We had record highs as well, and in the midst of all that, my mom died from lung cancer before I had a chance to say goodbye.
We are now having record highs again, fires starting up all over the state and the surrounding states. I am in this state of trying to tamp down hysteria and panic. I'm doing pretty well, but it's like it's all just coming back. I know that if the fires get bad again, we can always leave. I know that there is nothing I can do to lower the outside temperatures, and my mom is in a good place now, no more pain and sadness. But having said that, I still feel a little freaked out.
BUT- last night hubs went with me to the track to watch over me, since it was dark when we went (too hot to go when it was daylight, and there are mountain lions about!). I walked 3.3 miles, running here and there, with one time running all the way round the track without stopping, THAT IS A PERSONAL BEST! Normally I would have been vegging on the couch. And then when I weighed in for the week, I was down 2 pounds, and down quarters of inches all over from last week.
I am going to try to focus on the positives and remember Who is in charge!