Yesterday we had that thing California people are afraid of...you know RAIN.
If we get light rain I still run outside but when it pours..I head for the gym and the machine.
I had decided to do 4 miles. Got on the treadmil and shortly after I had started SURPRISE! Sandy showed up! My lucky day! I ended up doing 6 miles because we talked and it made this run so much easier!
I think I am getting sick and it sucks...one week away from Surf City...sore throat, mild coughing...chills...I am taking a lot of vit C and I hope to kill this asap.
I am concerned about my long run this weekend.... I don't want to skip it but I also don't want to get really sick.... decision decision...I guess I will evaluate each morning...maybe rest an extra day tomorrow and hope for the best on Sunday...
Yesterday I got really bad news from home.
My dear uncle Ray passed away.
He was my mom's younger brother; #14. My mom is #15. OUT OF 16 KIDS.
Sunday I got a call from home and my mom told me he was admitted to the hospital and not well. They did not know what was wrong. Tuesday the diagnosis came back: Pancreatic Cancer. The Doctor said it was bad and that he only had a month or two. Last night my phone beeped because of a Facebook notification. One of my cousin had posted this: "RIP Uncle Raymond"....What? I called home right away.
He is gone. Already. So fast.
This monster got the best of him 2 days after he found out what he was facing. Cancer sucks.
He was a great man. Always happy, living the life. He made the trip to California to be at my wedding. I always thought he was so cool. I am sad that he is gone and that I will not get to see him again. My heart is broken for my mom. They were 16. Now only 4 sisters are left. I have a hard time to come to grip with this. My childhood is full of memories from this huge family and now so many are gone and it makes me very sad. During times like this I feel so far away from home, it is for sure the hardest part of not living in Canada for me.
Wishing you all a great weekend.
Here's a couple pictures of my mom and my uncle Ray.
One from my wedding 12 yrs ago and the other when they were just little kids with not a care in the world...she was 3 and he was 4.
RIP my dear uncle Ray, we will miss you and your smiling face.