Picking up the broken pieces

Eleven months ago today was the saddest day of my life. On October 10, 2014 Simi passed away. She left my heart in pieces and I will be picking them up for the rest of my life. I still think about her quirky ways and her loving smile daily. I miss the way she used to roll in the grass. I miss the way she made little noises when I rubbed her ears or chest or back. I miss the way she greeted me when I got home. I miss the way she rubbed her ears on the edge of the sofa. I miss her loyalty. I miss everything about her! Thank god I have Missy who is dong quite well other than a gnarly-looking growth near her eye. The only way to fix that would be to put her under general anesthesia but that would be dangerous (so that is out of the question).

I ran hard today on the treadmill at The Village. 7 miles in 54 minutes is a pretty brisk 7:42 average, especially considering that I ran the first 5 minutes and the last 5 minutes easy. For my race on Saturday, it is expected to be hot and humid but I feel pretty good about it. With the heat, I doubt if I can manage a sub-8 pace, but will surely give it my best effort!

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