Before the Day tries to steal away and leave us behind.
Dear Izzy, Max, and Kate,
Summer is a ride through quiet streets in Papaw’s convertible.
Making homemade icecream on the driveway
and smores on the backporch.
Playing outside past dark with your friends.
Eating a peach.
Running through the sprinkler and staying in your bathing suit all day
2 trips to the beach
and the wonder they create
Swim meets that last all day
Long bike rides far from the suburbs
Long runs as the sun slowly creeps above the horizon
Jumping in the pool with your shoes on
Banana popsicles dripping
Sweet tea sipping
Day dreaming about old times when we lived on the island
Sitting under the trees in our front yard
watching you play – amazed at it all.
Feet in the creek. The rush and swirl around your ankles.
the glistening drift of it carrying leaf boats away.
Watermelon seeds. Bob Marley and Jack Johnson.
A Jimmy Buffett concert on the drive-in theater big screen,
sitting on the tailgate eating corndogs and cotton candy.
I want to be there before the day
Tries to steal away and leave us behind;
I’ve made up my mind;
– Tin Cup Chalice (Jimmy Buffett)
I love you,
TRAINING: (recovery week)
Tues: Swam 2100
Wed: Swam 1200 / Ran 3.5 miles (2nd half tempo0
Thurs: Ran 3 miles ez
Fri: Biked 17 miles
Sat: Biked 31 miles / Ran 2 miles BRICK
Sun: Ran 8.2 miles