Running in Chicago, and Hiking Mt. Lafayette

It's been a while since my last post. And I just needed to post quickly that I just got back from a late night muggy run in hot and humid Chicago. I'm here for some work meetings, which have been extremely draining yet productive, and I was feeling a little stir crazy after not working out since Friday (I think that's when I last worked out). I am happy to say that I'm mostly making healthful food choices, which hasn't been easy, and have at least worked out once now since I've been here.

It's going to be a rough next few days as my family and I prepare for, drive up to, and hike Mt. Lafayette to scatter my father's ashes.



I've been able to put this in the back of my mind for quite some time now, but as the time gets closer, it's getting harder and harder to not think about this and get really sad. I've obviously never done anything like this. And the thought of literally scattering my father's ashes makes me cry. I just can't imagine it. But somehow you get through, right?

And it makes you stronger and all that shit.