It means "Bottoms up" in case you are wondering about that title... today has been one of those days ALL DAY LONG. The kind that you feel as if you are falling on your okole no matter how hard you try to stay upright! My friend said I have the "post Ironman blues", I think I am just a little homesick, which baffles me because I AM HOME WITH KAINOA! And despite drinking the water in the Philippines everyday I am not sick...
The morning started with breakfast, more food on the floor than on the plates and mommy vs 3yr old
I lose again! Kainoa and I both ended up in tears but shook it off and left the mess till we felt better.
Today is day 1 of Ironman Hawaii training (well, day one of the final block). Motivation and excitement is at an all time high but coach is at an all time low with me. Since I fumbled my plan at Philippines 70.3 I think he is considering firing me as his athlete...not really...but ignoring me for disrespecting him and the plan is making him not want to talk to me for a few days...sheesh! Strike 6 already for this day in my life! Oh, I also found out today I will not be able to race the road race around Oahu! Grrr... maybe one of the best 112 mile races ever...make that strike 7...
When I have one of these days where I am homesicky feeling for life in a 3rd world country and I miss my moments in Costa Rica I get in this mood where I feel like I have to give all my clothes away and not use the dishwasher for weeks. Then I refuse to buy groceries till all the food in my house is gone. The only way to explain it is that it feels like less is more...and I had that empty feeling for Costa Rica so bad that I had to fill it up by having less...I know, I'm kinda weird, I have this incedibly blessed life and yet I reminisce about life back in Costa Rica where I would wash all my clothes by hand, wear the same shorts for days, and eat only beans and rice for weeks!
Most the day has felt like that... so much to do... yet none of it felt good, just busy. It was chores and errands and deadlines for some papers I am supposed to be writing...blah...back on my okole because I am so far behind getting any of it done. Again, the only thing that ever cures this kind of day for me is to forget about me and what I gotta do. So... Kainoa and I created a mission...he actually likes this part of my "moody day".
I became good friends with Tracy and Cyrill (the girls from Cam Sur that took care of us). Everyday rain or shine they showed up at my door ready to make my bed or take out trash. I always felt so bad having them do it, so I tried to have the bed made and trash empty before they got there. Then we could talk story rather than clean. We had so much fun learning of each other's culture and they taught me a lot about living simple and smiling no matter what. I always tried to show them how much I appreciate them and their kindness. I knew they didn't have much yet they kept giving. My last day they brought me home made Pilinut treats, it might not sound like a big deal but that was a huge deal for them to do that when they work so much just to put food on their table.
To rid this blah feeling I told Kainoa we have to shop for our new Filipino friends. I happened to have a $100 Walmart gift card and knew it would be the perfect thing to put to use to make a care package to send back to them in the Philippines. After filling a cart full of little things we get to the cash register to pay. Kainoa likes to hold the Walmart card. Well, this time he dropped it, lost it, and is feeling pretty bad. Of course I can't yell at him, it was his way of helping and he felt bad. If you have ever seen me run, I ran faster than that retracing our steps all over Walmart!
We never found the card. I kinda felt bummed...but then I remembered the entire purpose of this trip to Walmart, to make someone else's day better. Losing that card probably made the person who found it so happy! While I'm mumbling about my "blah" day they are probably calling everyone they know rambling about how awesome their day is and how they found a 100 bucks to make it better! Hopefully it was someone who really needed $100 bucks to Walmart! I was trying to teach Kainoa not to feel bad about it, maybe in the long run we needed it less. We paid for our things and all of a sudden that dark cloud that had me feeling blah all day long was suddenly gone.
Now it is WAY past my bedtime, Kainoa is sleeping after a million bedtime stories, and tomorrow is a new day, I'm hoping not to wake up tired.
Sweet Dreams from Kona!
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