August & Everything After...
Saturday, July 30, 2011 In August, I’ll turn 35, Aaron and I will celebrate ten years of marriage, and we’ll spend our last month with Henry as our only child before the baby comes in September.
Last year at this time, I was training to run my first half marathon (and first race ever) on August 1st, and first full marathon on October 10th. Bittersweet released last August, and we launched a new website, and in September of last year, I started the book tour—44 events in 22 cities in 12 weeks.
Everything about this fall will be different, and I find I’m really welcoming that difference. Last year during our time at the lake, I did a lot of conference calls, plowed through millions of release details, ran and ran and ran, both literally and figuratively.
Between the training schedule and the release details, it was a sometimes stressful summer, and I remember a few times especially being a really poor hostess because I had to drop everything for this call or worry about this set of release details or get to bed at this time because I had a long run in the morning.
Last summer and fall, I was disciplined, focused, structured—those things aren’t easy for me, and I’m proud of that season. Both demands of running and the demands of traveling & speaking on a tight schedule are rigorous, and I’m proud of last summer and fall—the work I did, the ways I pushed myself.
But this season feels completely, entirely different. This season at the lake, this August, this approaching fall—they’re about family, about slowness, about a marriage and a baby and a home we’re creating. A year ago my life was about what was out there—miles to cover, events to speak at, flights to catch. And now life seems to be about what’s right here—the lake, a soon-to-be-five year old and his Spiderman two-wheeler, a decade of memories that Aaron and I have been building together like laying bricks.
I’m sure there will be another season of structure, travel, discipline, heavy output. I love those seasons. I’m excited to finish Bread and Wine this winter, and I always love connecting with readers at events.
My best friend Annette and I have been talking about running a half marathon together—what better way to bounce back after babies? Just today we started looking at the Santa Barbara Wine Country Half Marathon in May. We met at Westmont in Santa Barbara, so it seems like the perfect place to celebrate new babies and dear friendship and thirty-five year-old bodies that are still (we hope!) full of life. And next June I'll speak at my first international event, outside of London--very exciting.
But all that’s for another season. This one is taken. And I feel really, really thankful for that.





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