Jim and I have a wonderful marriage. It is very fun, very adventurous, very enjoyable. That is unless an Ironman is on the horrizon. Life is pretty darn good around the Wee home. BUT as soon as IM Japan came storming in it got a little nuts. It got a little ugly and a little smelly.
Poor Jim. I didn't even realize the damage until I called in for back-ups. I have an AMAZING marriage counselor that is working with me/us... and yes... it is all my fault life got ugly in the Wee home.
This is the entrance to the Wee home. Honestly, to me it was just a few pairs of shoes. The ones I need for running, for racing, for the treadmill, for lifting weights, for walking, for trails, you get it. Jim has to pass this and smell this every day, several times a day. Never phased me.
Coach has me swimming more. That means more suits hanging to dry. Sorry, it irritates me to put on a wet suit and I like to mix up my suits. And I have to have a bikini in there... necessity. Never phased me. Poor Jim. Every time he takes a shower he has to reach through a pile of suits to turn on the water, move suits to close the shower curtain (except for the time he tried to teach me a lesson and never closed the shower curtain and drenched the bathroom floor!)
AND there is the long list of meals I make. Poor guy. He wants regular food, not bird food, and athlete food, and "I'm training for an Ironman" food. He wants real cookies. Not some no sugar no nothing cookies.
And of course the fridge covered in motivational quotes, good luck notes, my favorite verses, photos of training buddies, and notes I save from coach to kick my bum. That was annoying... to him... not me.
You get the idea. Life changes A LOT when an Ironman is on the horizon. Forget staying up late and sleeping in. There goes "quality time" Bree has to sleep. Lights off... shhhh... (I am pretty serious about this). Poor Jim feels like he is grounded!
So yesterday after church (I even wore a dress JUST for Jim) I had a nice kick in the bum from the man in charge of making the Wee home better for round two... Ironman Canada training...
The first thing I had to do was clean up the wet suits. That is Jim's worst nightmare. Then he got us on date nights (no Kainoa allowed. Just us. Alone.) That was a good one, we even stayed up past my bed time! Today I got rid of all the shoes except 4 pairs! I cleaned off the fridge too. The only note on it is a "love" note to Jim. (nice plan Ironman-marriage saver!)
And then I made dinner... meat balls with real cow meat! Not Turkey or chicken and not some veggie alternative. Real cow. AND I made him real cookies. Real sugar involved.
Life is getting back to normal just in time. Tomorrow starts the first day of training for IM Canada! I am so excited! I just hope I can find my shoes and swim suits! AND with the help of the Ironman marriage saver training for Canada then Kona should be a breeze in the Wee home!
By the way... if anyone needs Asics (used) size 8.5 I saved a few pairs, hid them under the bed... don't tell Jim! + read more of Bree Wee's post