Life in the Middle Age Lane

Dora, Kim, Tommy, Me, Karen, Orlando, Richard, Bruce, and Anthony For the past two years, our high school class has been celebrating turning 50.  Richard, I believe was one of the last to turn 50 years old.  His lovely wife Michele hosted a fun dinner at Los Cucos last night with family and friends.  It's hard to imagine us all grown up with grown up children of our own.  I am so very proud of this group. My sweet, crazy friend Orlando and his gorgeous partner Omar just add life to any party or gathering. Karen and I were not friends in high school but that's not because we didn't like each other we simply didn't have time to know each other.  See my previous post- High School Friends . She is one of the kindest, forgiving, gracious lady I have ever met.  I admire her get up and go and how she is a fighter and not a victim.  I don't think she realizes how much strength she has. Through the years....... Kim & Tommy Celebrating John's 40th

I have always had a difficult time accepting credit and pats on the back.  Trying to be humbled turned me into a person who crossed the line of being weak minded.  Not giving myself enough credit for my battles, my challenges, and my decisions.  Things don't just fall into our laps, we work towards them.  Consciously or not. That's what we do, every single day of our lives. Which leads me to my story........ Back in February, I was diagnosed with a "severe degenerative disk".  I had been living with my pain for over a year.  Making one excuse after another and I chose to just suck it up.  When it started disrupting my sleep, I finally decided to consult a physician.  The intern who came in and gave me the bad news had me in tears.  I'll never do Crossfit again.  I had the back of a 70 to 80-year-old.  He even asked me if I did competitions?  He was completely perplexed why I took the news so hard. Surely, this was more than just exercise if I was balling m