(Leaving D.C. is bittersweet. We love CA and always planned to return. But our original plan included taking Noah with us of course. I HATE the fact that I left without my son in my arms. I have such a strong physical reaction when I think of this. I feel this nagging, pressured emptiness pulling at me from within my stomach and sometimes I feel a small lump in my throat.)
I’m now focused on settling in. Madeleine & Abigail are still getting used to their new home. I think – hope – they’ll feel more comfortable once the movers arrive with our stuff. In the meantime, I’ve been setting up utilities; finding my way around new grocery stores, restaurants, coffee shops, pet stores and other day-to-day places; learning more about the local community; and getting used to being back on the west coast. I’m trying to figure out my schedule and find my groove; this will take time, I know. Lots of changes.
And yet I still have two races on my calendar. I still have to complete my training sessions six days a week. I still have my coach. I still have my friends. I still have Abigail & Madeleine. I still have MLH. And I still have Noah.