Catching Up

Today is Father’s Day… the first Father’s Day where I’ve only had one father. Although it felt like something was missing—I have all the father I need in Larry. That hurts to say… but a father who loves conditionally is no father at all.

I drove up north this weekend, spent some time in San Jose, some in Santa Cruz… went to a few parties—three to be exact. Two graduations and one Father’s Day & birthday party for Larry. It’s always so good to see the family, and of course do what we do… we did yoga, jumped in the ocean, cooked, ran 10 miles, ate and slept. Yum.

I’m confused in my life… this past 6 months has been nothing but transition after transition. I’m not sure of anything anymore. I find myself with certain expectations, and find myself being let down over and over again. There are aspects of my life, and my relationship, that I LOVE… but there are also aspects of both that I cannot handle.

I move into my new 1BR house with Taylor on August first. I’m already planning my quiet time, but also thinking about all I need to outfit a new house. With all this moving, it’s no wonder I can’t save enough to buy… it all gets flushed down the rental market!

Devin and Oriana come to SLO for one night this week. So much has changed since one year ago. We had a going away party for Devin and I thought my life would never be the same. It hasn’t. I’m so happy for him that he’s found love and adventure. I’ll always miss those lazy days, training days, good eats and good laughs with D though. It will never be the same.

I’m off to bed. I’m taking a week long workshop with Peter Sterios at Wellspring Ranch. Most of the yogis and yoginis stay up there, but I’m commuting so I don’t have to take time off. That means early mornings for me this week and long work days. I’ll survive. All in the name of good yoga.

Oh--and this week is week 1 of 16 training weeks until the marathon!! Wahooie! Time to kick the party food and get into training mode :O) 26.2 baby!