It was an epic ride on Saturday, an epic week... actually things are going great; reminds me of my past life when Alex was "OK" or pretending to be. Both the girls seem to be doing good. The Saturday ride was a hot, windy and very hilly route, I did it last year and I remember being tired and happy but after I passed the finish line I had a missed call from Alex. I called her back and she had received a letter from her dad saying that he needed space. Alex was supposed to get out of the hospital that weekend and everything went down the drain. She had a terrible relapse, I remember hearing the pain in her voice. She stayed another 2 weeks after that. My memory of this ride is sad, every time I look at the pictures I remember perfectly my heart in pain. Instead of staying with my friends I went home and cried. Desperation would be a good word to use to describe how I felt that day. The hospital is in another city and I was new at my job, I couldn't see her, just talk to her every hour or so until she was better. This year was different, Alex went to her ring dance, I asked her to be careful. She sounds happy and calm today so I am happy for her. Banana keeps studying hard, I think she is in love but doesn't know it, she is too scared; I hope she'll figure out. A couple of weeks ago I enrolled on a course online that keeps my mind busy, it is hard thou. Having to work from 8 to 5, coming home to study or go for a swim or a bike ride... but I feel great :) just like the old times. I was getting to concerned about my weight but I realized that my metabolism is not the same, the older I get the harder it gets to stay in shape. I am very grateful that I'm active and that I can swim 1500 mt or ride 60 miles... I am blessed and I thank God for every single good day and the not so good as well.
