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November 13, 2016

The Weekend I Tried to Get Over It... And Couldn't

This weekend was supposed to be oh so great. A weekend in Dallas with Le Husband for the kickball championship. A chance to see my BOFF and her sweet family. When we made the random quick decision to play a tournament in NOLA in September I asked for time off with my front desk job. It was granted and all was well.

Then this job came about and I realized leaving the second weekend into the job wasn't the best idea. I don't WORK weekends, but I'm responsible for the staff that does and I figured I needed to be here since I'll be gone next weekend for a wedding and then I'm back in Virginia for Thanksgiving. I kew when I accepted THIS job I'd be saying no to Dallas. If I went with the other job it would have happened but been extremely short, which would have been enough for sure. Crazy to say, but going to Dallas was something I thought about when I made my job decision.

Originally I thought, 'No big deal. It's just kickball'. But as the date grew closer and I watched Le Husband pack up and head out on Friday night my brain started thinking 'What if'? What if they win and I'm not there? What if I had chosen the other job? What if I could be there? What if I decided to go anyway. I tried to stop the sad monster in my head. I worked the early morning shift Saturday morning, taught a great BODYPUMP class then headed to the VOLS game.

The weather was chilly but it was gorgeously sunny and the perfect last game [for me] of the season. I hung out later than normal, listened to the band on the boat next to ours and enjoyed hanging with T-Bone. It was a great distraction and one I desperately needed while receiving texts about the games in Dallas.

Saturday night was miserable. Le Husband was in Dallas winning a championship. Babyspice was in Toronto on a girls trip. Sportyspice was at the Garth Brooks concert. And Me? I was in bed, cold, sad and lonely as I live streamed the championship game and my team take it all. I was so proud of them, it was a long road this year and they worked SO HARD to make the repeat happen. Le Husband had great plays and I was proud when he kicked in a few runs. But, watching them run away with it made my heart hurt, I wanted to be there. I should have been there. I'd ALWAYS been able to go and now this ONE TIME, the one time I can't I miss out on the win and the money. SUCKS, just sucks.

I tried to let it go Sunday morning, but no dice. I called Sportyspice in tears on my way to church. I cried about missing out on the fun. I cried because I couldn't just take off work like I used too. I cried because it's cold now and I have NO winter gear. I cried because I'm cold all the time. I cried because I missed my family. I cried because it seems like EVERYONE ELSE HAS IT TOGETHER and right now I don't. It was no bueno. She did her sisterly job and helped me feel better, but I still lost it a few times in church. The message was something I needed to hear and helped me some, but I still was caught in the grey pity party clouds.

You may say, what, kickball ruined your weekend? You're crazy. And I'll agree with you. But, kickball is something that ruled my life for the past six years. I traveled MONTHLY with Le Husband and sometime the sissys for tournaments. I've put so much time into being fit, so much money into traveling and I was so excited to be 'rewarded' with a championship this year. I could feel it since September, I KNEW the team was going to win. And they did, without me. Le Husband won, without me. Ouch!

Despite not really wanting to go, I headed to the gym because I knew I needed to get some endorphins pumping. After a short set of heavy legs and pull-ups, I attempted a muscle up and shockingly completed one out of three. It wasn't pretty but I did it and now I know something I'll be adding to my routine weekly.

There was a 2pm BODYATTACK class and since I was there I decided to take it since one of my mentors was teaching. She invited me to shadow on stage and I thought "why the hell not?" so I jumped up on stage and just went with it. Even though I didn't know half the tracks I was able to rock it out and halfway through the class I had my epiphany. THIS IS THE WHY! THIS IS WHAT I WANT TO DO WITH MY LIFE! THIS IS WHERE I NEED TO BE AND HOW I WANT TO LIVE! In between the burpees, tuck jumps, plyo lunges and pushups I found my why. There were some tears in the locker room as I continued to feel sad about a missed opportunity and I snapped this picture to show the truthful side of my life. It's messy, dirty, ugly, sad and tough, but now I'm renewing my commitment to my big girl goals. The path won't be easy but I will make it work.

I hope you have a great week, friends! Despite my bad weekend I'm sending y'all some good vibes and planning to crush this Monday. Let's all start the week fresh together!

15 comments:

  1. Girl, I'm SAD you missed Dallas!! So close. But... I totally understand your disappointment. It's one of those times when being an adult plain sucks. And... if it helps... I totally don't have it together! ;). Love you and your determination. Hugs!

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  2. I'm sorry it was a rough one for you! I can totally see making a decision on the job based on something coming up in your life. I hope it's an easier week for you! xo, biana -BlovedBoston

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  3. if you have no winter gear, let me make you a hat. email me with your address. i can even throw in a scarf. just tell me your fav colours xoxoxoxoxoxoxox

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  4. dammit, hit send too fast.

    it's sad that you missed going but you were with them in spirit (i know, not the same) :( but sometimes we have to do what we have to do and it sucks. last year my husband signed up for the NY Gran Fondo which is a huge cycling race - his first international one and we were all supposed to go to support him...then i had to pull out because of stupid work (they scheduled a massive deployment that weekend) and i was SO MAD and sad. so hubby had to do it alone and i felt awful. next year he's doing it again so i marched right into my director's office and put in big red marker on his board the dates of NYGF and told him that i will not be cancelling this year even if the servers explode.

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  5. :( I'm sorry you missed going!!! Having to miss stuff you enjoy isn't easy.

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  6. So sorry to hear that you had a rough weekend! It sounds like it ended up realizing where you are supposed to be, though, even if it was a tough time to get there!

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  7. Awww no sending you all the *hugs* sweet friend! I've totally been there, and it's hard to let it go and you don't have to! Hoping you have a much better week, and so much to look forward to next weekend <3
    Green Fashionista

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  8. Big hugs, friend! Hope you are feeling better today! I hate it when I feel this way, and it can be a hard feeling to kick!

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  9. I'm so sorry that you missed out on the championship. What a bummer. Hugs to you, and I hope you have a better week ahead.

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  10. Ugh such a bummer you couldn't be there with the hubby for the championship but so happy to hear this tough weekend ended with some sparkle, that being the epiphany and figuring out YOUR purpose! xo

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  11. It does sound like a bummer that you weren't able to relish in the win with your team and hubby. I'm glad you had that epiphany though, even though I'm sure it was bittersweet. Hope you have a great next few weekends :)!

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  12. Sorry you had such a hard time missing out on the game but remember you are exactly where God has planned for you! Love you!

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  13. It totally makes sense that you would be disappointed on having to miss out on something so important to you! love that you were able to shake out of it and reach your WHY by the end of the weekend :)

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  14. oh girl. hugs to you. what a hard weekend! your feelings are totally valid, but that doesn't make them any easier. but good for you for finding your why and overcoming it. you're awesome.

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