If not now...when? I asked a sweet friend that question last night. She wants to travel in her camper and work. She can work from her camper. She wants to go. She just has some details to attend to. That's cool. That's all grown up and legitimate. But, if I talk to her this time next year and she hasn't made any attempt to move on her dream, then something else is at play. The biggest obstacle I come across, after not having enough money, is fear.

My younger daughter has her mama's heart. Soft...tender...loving. She shared this video yesterday and it touched my heart as it did hers.

Mr. Virgo's was a snatch death. He was gone within 3-4 hours after having his heart attack. I sat with a woman in Aspen Monday who watched her husband die of leukemia. My heart ached for her loss because it seems so much harder than mine. I cannot imagine losing Mr. Virgo a minute at a time...as so many of you experienced your losses.

Several of you have wondered what I'm doing to lose this weight. What's my secret? What am I doing to tighten up those abs or tone those arms? So, I'll do my best to give you an overview and make it as simple as possible, because face it....no one wants to follow a complicated diet and fitness program, right?

I spent so much of my life questioning my worth...my purpose. I wondered what possible difference I was really making in the world. What a sad state of affairs. I guess I'm just a late bloomer. I was like a bobber on a fishing line. Kinda floating along giving some indication now and then when something struck from below. There was no thought of being the rod and reel where the work gets done.

I'd like to take a moment and thank all the good dads out there. I have many dads in my life. While my own dad and I didn't have a great relationship, I can appreciate that he did the best he knew how to do. I thank him for helping bring me into the world.

Hubby #1 gave me my first beautiful baby girl. He's a good dad to three great kids. Hubby #2 gave me my second beautiful baby girl. He's a good dad to four great kids. Mr. Virgo was a good step-father to my kids. My fathers-in-law were great dads to me. John D. is my "other" dad. My son-in-law learned from his own great dad how to do it right.

Beginning to see some definition in my abs. Arms are much smaller and my legs are getting toned from stairs and bike. Don't know my weight loss at this point because I don't have access to a scale and I'd rather compare to my scale at home anyway. Feeling SO much better after that little bout of altitude sickness. I didn't acclimate at all once I arrived and then I exercised the first day. With that and the heat, it was a bad combo. Lesson learned!!!

"The primrose path refers to.....a course of action that seems easy and appropriate but can actually end in calamity." Wikipedia

I was married to a "fixer" for twenty years. God bless him. He's a good man. A hard worker. Intelligent. Accomplished. Funny as heck. But there was something in his caregiver nature that both drove him to be a physician and made him want to help me be whatever it was he thought I needed help with. Low self esteem? He was my cheerleader. Overweight? He was my encourager. Sick? He was my healer. He tried his best to rescue me from myself. And, as you can well imagine, that didn't work out very well for either one of us. For him, there was frustration when no amount of aid he offered seemed to work. And for me, there was frustration that he couldn't just accept me the way I was.

It's not as easy to follow a fitness program when you're traveling. You have to plan ahead and make working out a real priority. Eating choices can be difficult when you visit people whose diet does not closely match yours. I am fortunate to have supportive friends and family who are very accommodating when I travel. I have my bike, weights, kayak, and walking shoes with me at all times. I have a number of people I can call at a moment's notice to exercise with. Fortunately, it's salad season and my brother/friend has fixed some wonderful healthy food. Yesterday I called a friend and caught her just before she left town. She was happy to walk three miles with me before she took off! I'll be doing a lot of walking this weekend so I'm feeling pretty good about my ability to stay on track.

Yesterday was one of those Colorado days that inspire poetry. Not a cloud in the sky. A beautiful drive through the mountains with stunning vistas at every turn. I played tourist and stopped at all the amazing views to take pictures. I was absolutely on top of the world.

I stopped at Vail for a little break and when I pulled back onto the highway, this immense wave of sadness washed over me. The further west I drove, the stronger the wave. Through my tears, I thought it over. Why this moment? Why here? Why now? The most obvious answer is, this is where Mr. Virgo was laid to rest. As the landscape became more and more like the sagebrush hills where he is buried, the more insistent the thoughts of him were. And, I was tired. Very, very tired. I'd been driving for days and I just hit the wall. It's been six months since I visited his gravesite. It was time.

Dillon Reservoir....knee deep in June!!!! Seriously, can it get any better than this??? Nothing but love! ❤️

Officer's Gulch

Copper Mountain...stellar day!!!