There’s a saying about needing to experience the darkness in order to appreciate the light (can’t remember who said it… Confucius? Britney Spears? Bill Gates?) Anyway, thank you God that today was a new day. We woke up feeling good, ready for a kick ass workout at the gym. Nick hasn’t seen Jamon for a week because of Project Walk. Jamon didn’t care, he worked him even harder! I love it that he takes very little mercy on Nick, and treats him like a regular dude. He’s an excellent trainer!
This afternoon we went to the dropzone to jump and see friends. We don’t do this nearly enough. It’s like walking (and rolling) the gauntlet when we arrive. If we went more often, people wouldn’t be so excited to see us. It feels like coming home though. Like I’m taking a quick tour of my old life, saying hello, then returning to reality.
But today was strange for me. The dropzone was extremely busy, and I was overwhelmed with the flooding of stimuli coupled with my own nerves. So if I ignored you, I’m sorry. My head was spinning. The jumps were fun. I made two before heading home.
Nick got lunch, lots of hugs, a chair massage, and a blanket from a stranger because he was cold.
What a great day!