tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post5694792291532689285..comments2023-11-05T02:21:55.387-08:00Comments on this is not what i had planned: "Ironman"k@laklyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05366772609212990882noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-11682532443459800892008-11-06T08:41:00.000-08:002008-11-06T08:41:00.000-08:00I love the metaphor, K. XO.I love the metaphor, K. XO.c.https://www.blogger.com/profile/02933776400434137451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-5932447684777376112008-11-05T18:25:00.000-08:002008-11-05T18:25:00.000-08:00I totally get where you are coming from. Ditto eve...I totally get where you are coming from. Ditto everyone above me. We will be here to catch you when you fall. Hang in there. 1 1/2 more weeks- that's like a couple of miles left, right?CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08030787972960755420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-79496032088429400642008-11-05T16:43:00.000-08:002008-11-05T16:43:00.000-08:00That's how I lived most of my life: set a goal, ge...That's how I lived most of my life: set a goal, get lost in the work, achieve the goal. Then, set a new goal. <BR/><BR/>When you cross your finish line I will be there to CHEER and help you ENJOY your success!Carahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08878937591945134056noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-61551671153152376242008-11-05T14:07:00.000-08:002008-11-05T14:07:00.000-08:00This is so intriguing to read, k@lakly. I used to ...This is so intriguing to read, k@lakly. I used to run long distance and remember how I go auto-pilot at some point, just putting one foot in-front of the other, breathing, pacing myself... <BR/>You are supported and watched with love, k@lakly. We are all here for you. xoxojanishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14326099151319592743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-46695300580913457642008-11-05T13:00:00.000-08:002008-11-05T13:00:00.000-08:00It's scariest sometimes when you look in the mirro...It's scariest sometimes when you look in the mirror and see the emptiness looking back... It's those times that at least I'm aware enough to snap out of it. Sometimes I just crack apart in pieces and have to be put back together, a sobbing mess on the floor.Michelehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17681333723382119281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-63830520734314596592008-11-05T12:21:00.000-08:002008-11-05T12:21:00.000-08:00I'll be right here, stretcher and vodka at the rea...I'll be right here, stretcher and vodka at the ready. Love you madly, dude. And TOTALLY in a creepy way.Aunt Beckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12146687582842259611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-91055397286621531502008-11-05T10:04:00.001-08:002008-11-05T10:04:00.001-08:00*again, not ago*again, not agoG$https://www.blogger.com/profile/05010373805685335151noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4335150632431753345.post-89186989372750843742008-11-05T10:04:00.000-08:002008-11-05T10:04:00.000-08:00It's about that time of year ago too, right? I lo...It's about that time of year ago too, right? I love watching the Ironman after doing the (way wimpier) Danskin a couple of years ago. I always, always, cry when I watch the broadcast. Somehow, knowing you were a "catcher" isn't surprising. <BR/><BR/>In a virtual way, K, we will all be there to catch you. Give you some smelling salts and bring you back to the reality that you did make it across that line.<BR/><BR/>xoxoxox much loveG$https://www.blogger.com/profile/05010373805685335151noreply@blogger.com