Big plans very little done. I started going on my run. I overslept the sleeping group. I watched the first game of soccer. It was the Netherlands, and I know some people who really root for them. As a matter of fact the owner of the indoor soccer arena in Holland is from the Netherlands, and he also is a DeBoer.
I was going to stop by Beau and Charity's to see how things were, but they weren't home. So I kept running. At 45 minutes into the run, I decided to walk home. I would have had bathroom emergencies.
I don't feel like doing anything today. I am really down. It is the history. I didn't know their Dad at all, but I know them. I hung out with them last night, and I saw their faces. I did not want to know what they thought about when they were alone. They just lost their Dad.
When I got home I thought of what they thought about when they were alone. I cried myself to sleep. We have a lot of History, and we go way back. It sucks knowing they are hurting. The 2 brothers and sister are very close. They each own houses on the same block. I don't know how many times we have all hung out.
I am down about it.
For positive thinking though, I am looking at it as a down week. I am going to train for a marathon, and I haven't had any down weeks running wise. Don't remember my last less than 25 mile week running, so I'll not force the issue. I am down and I am sad. Tomorrow is another day, and I will go to the visitation.
Maybe I'll try and get a run in Tuesday Morning, and then we'll see. Bike Tuesday evening???
Today not much planned!!