An Update

Wow, what a crazy time this has been!

Training for the Three Day and anxiety about falling into the ocean when "The Big One" comes have occupied all my time not otherwise consumed with Zandra, Scott, and work.

This started off as a wonderful spring. The garden is planted and growing, coming in much faster than expected. The sun has been out and we've already had a few days of wonderful beach weather already, reinforcing why we live in paradise. I've lost that unattractive winter weight and now continue on the quest to have a sexy beach bum bod by June. I know all things are possible, but with Maria going to Ikea and the temptation of their cinnamon rolls... ooooo, the pain I must suffer for vanity!

Training for the 3 Day has been a good way to change up my workouts. I am walking 5-8 miles two days a week, slowly building up to 60 miles over 3 days in November. The walk is for the Susan G Koman Breast Cancer Foundation. I am walking for Marion. I would walk to the ends of the world for Marion, but since that won't help her I'm doing the 3 day instead. I am going to do my first 10 mile walk this weekend, and here's hoping I can do it. I am completely overwhelmed by this adventure, both the physical aspect of it and the fundraising commitment to raise $2,400, but many others have proven that this is possible.

These were my only thoughts until Easter. Then my focus shifted. The earth shook for 30 seconds. No one was hurt, nothing broke, but still it did not pass unnoticed. I will be happy when the trembling stops again, when we go more that 24 hours without a quake we can feel, wondering if this is going to be the one that changes everything. None the less, every smile is sweeter, every kiss lingers longer, every dream seems more urgent. Maybe this will pass also, but I hope not. To truly enjoy each moment is a priceless gift we all talk about but seldom do.

There will be no bad nurse stories for the day. There are many, but they are all a little too wrong to share.