Saturday, October 1, 2011

Will it stop?

Special K has nothing on Magnesium Citrate. Just one 8 0z serving and you'll drop a jean size in 24 hrs. Special K cereal you have to eat all week! I'm fairly convinced at this point my intestines played a symphony in B-flat through the night. I am sufficiently caught up on my bathroom reading, my toenail polish is removed, fingernails buffed and filed, I managed a few Suduko puzzles, and some journaling. I know now that tomato skin is not digestible at all, but does in fact linger in your body for days after eating.

In a few hours the remaining parts of my female-hood will be removed. Two and half years ago I was diagnosed with cancer. Now that I know what a Seton stitch is (don't even ask!) I akin cancer to a Seton. It rips away at you as you slowly rebuild on the other side into, hopefully, a better person.
 
 
Two days ago I was high on the Second Flatiron overlooking Boulder, Denver, and Kansas with a friend. We swapped leads as she learned and I taught. She was a fast learner and a great climber. At one point -- her lead -- she turned around and said she wished she had a camera, that would be a great picture. I turned to see the view, Kansas, and remembered she was born in Kansas.
We spend so much of our time pushing forward, achieving success, becoming something. But in the end, in our view, don't we all just want to go back to when life was simple?
Here's to Kansas.

Yippee!

You know that feeling you get when you round that last corner and you see your house after you've been on the road for three days? I just rounded the corner.
School will be out on December 9th. I've completed 3 clinic hours and the first day of two of my classes. Shortly I will be taking...and passing...my national certification exam. I'm moving to my new home in Frisco, CO in 18 days. In a week I meet my potential climbing team for Denali 2012.
Life is good.