Who am I?
I prefer to stay home on Friday nights in work out clothes watching seasons of Forensic Files, Law and Order, or some two star Netflix movie. I enjoy the idea of doing all this in the comfort of my bed. This would suggest I’m a eighty-five year old stuck in a thirty year old’s body.
My version of fun is reading a book, eating, with sips of wine in between, or doing all simultaneously.
I’m not the most adventurous person. I like the idea, until we finally get started, then I’ll start making excuses. At the beginning of the summer, I was set on a goal to learn to swim by my 30th birthday. Well, let me tell you, there were a few times I was discouraged, and I just wanted to meditate in the pool. There I go getting water in my ears, in my nose, and making more excuses about the goggles blurring my vision, and there goes Raul telling me to “climb the ladder” or bring my hands to my knees (a newly developed technique to avoid drowning in three feet of water.)
Raul, on the other hand, he would be the adventure rock climber (free solo style) on a North Face commercial.
I’m incredibly thankful and blessed to walk hand-in-hand with a person that understands those differences and who will help me float after every attempt I bob up from the water.