It’s Been a Blur

I was shocked when I looked at the calendar this am and realized that it was the 12th. How is it almost half way through the month? i’ve always been fairly good about the passage of time, and feeling utterly disconnected has been disorienting.

Last week was sad and terrible. Hazy. I would open my eyes, and instead of rolling out of bed and throwing my gym clothes on, I found myself looking over at the husband and never wanting the sun to come up so we could remain close, quiet, warm and together.

Since last Monday, I have not gone to spinning or hit the road running, I hope to get back to it soon.

Tomorrow? Maybe–unless I can hold off meeting the sunrise for one more day.