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Yesterday afternoon when I left work, I left behind a team of people working very hard on a project. They’re working hard through the weekend, too, because that’s what it takes. I got to help out a little yesterday. I know all the Is will be dotted and the Ts will be crossed. I have faith in these folks. Some are cutting their teeth on this effort, some are bringing experience to the table. It’s a fascinating thing to witness. Best wishes to them all. Felt a little guilty walking out on them, but I would only get in the way.
Besides, we had a very busy day to plan for. John, Sophie and Charlotte ran in the Jamba Juice Banana Man 5K Chase at Magic Island. We all got up at 5:30, I was the designated driver, everyone got to where they needed to be and a good run was had by all. I then had to get Sophie to SPARKS at Kalani High School, and we got that achieved successfully. This week she had to bring snacks for the group. She had to bring her crystal that she created from sugar, a change of clothes to switch from runner to scientist, and her music books because after I get her at 2:15 she has to go to viola. The two of us discussed how when we got home tonight WE WERE GOING TO DO NOTHING!
When John, Charlotte and I got home, John kicked me out of the house and told me to go for a ride on my bicycle. Something about saving our marriage. Hahaha. What a smart guy. Notice how he doesn’t say go shopping? Get your nails done? Nope. He says get your ass on your bike and ride. Love it.
I had a good ride. 99.9 percent of the people I waved to waved back. My colleague Carrie-Ann Kokubun passed me on the road and scared the crap out of me so I yelled something like, “Hey! Trucker!” because I thought it was someone trying to scare me. I encountered a guy riding on Diamond Head Road and said, “Come on. Let’s go to Hawaii Kai!” So we rode for a while together, then he caught up with me at Kuliouou. We rode together a little bit till we parted at Portlock. I turned onto Lunalilo Home Road to get home and he said, “Ciao Ciao!” So yes, riding my bicycle really lifted my spirits despite this blustery and wintry weather we’re having this weekend!
When I came home from my ride Charlotte said, “I wonder when you’re gonna go in the bedroom!” That kid cannot keep a secret, LOL. Mother’s Day gifts. A box of Godiva dark truffles and three, COUNT ‘EM!, three new pairs of bicycle shorts to go with my new jerseys. I’m a happy gal!
It would help if this wind would die down. I left home too late to want to take the hills against the brisk resistance of gusty winds. But tomorrow I hope to get up and out earlier.
War does not determine who is right – only who is left