Sweet & sour

This was a rollercoaster type weekend with many ups & downs. Counting from Thursday to Tuesday, so many events occured.

Friday=sour

I woke up & a cd rack that stood for over 8 years all of a sudden fell down. Little did I know that it was a prelude to a tragedy. I received a message that Jollie, my relay partner from 2 years ago, slipped into a coma.

Saturday agenda-fantasy of lights 5k

This one was always a competitive event, plus actually had a cap of 1,500 entrants & had to sign up at least 2 weeks in advance. On top of that, it was night race, an event I loathe but won't shun, especially if there's nothing else. I prepared as best as I could. Praise the lord! I got my best time of the year for a 5k. They gave an unusual 5 places for the master category & I was fortunate to get the last slot. Unique was that the recipient's picture was taken & placed within the curved glass award. Great amenities (*****) but this time, no raffle. With the victory, sweet.

Prior to going to the event was my visit to the hospital. She was all hooked up to equipment & didn't look good. I spoke & prayed then off I went to the aforementioned; condition was sour, but seeing her was sweet.

Post event, my dad & I stayed overnight at a hotel because it was senseless for me to drive all the way back south then come back up with little rest (dad carpools with me) to tackle a distance race. I'd be asking for another dismal race.

Sunday agenda-inaugural 13.1 marathon

On independence day, I committed to this event, so I relinquished my chance to place in a 5k. I decided to work on my endurance & be rewarded for such (finishers medal). I took off fast for the 1st 2 miles with a 6:30 but immediately dropped pace & probably was worse than 8 by the end but the average was acceptable. My dad had yet another PR plus placed in his age group. It was a 5 far flash race with the pancake breakfast, along with other post race refreshments.

Afterwards, I made my final trip to the hospital. This time, I met up with a lot of supporters, family & friends alike. I spent at least 1 1/2 hours there before I finally had to leave. They were hoping she go quickly & peacefully, but I reminded them that she was always a stubborn fighter and I knew she would not go easy. Later, I learned she finally went on; my condolences to the family. While that is sour, the fact that I will always remember her is sweet.

Monday & Tuesday marked birthdays for Samm & my sis, respectively; sweet for them.