SCARY

See this photo? Scary as hell, right? Now think of your mother...nay, 4 of your mothers, in this thing, just cruising back from their girls' vacation, rolling 4 times in this thing. It WAS a Chevy Tahoe. Some of the most important people to me in the world tumbling along the highway in the middle of nowhere, Mississippi. And here I was just working away...riding to & from another annual review meeting in nowhere, Indiana.

Thank heavens, all of them and everyone that lives in them, that these are good women that have God on their side. Everyone's pretty beat up and bruised and a little broken, but they'll be ok. Not sure they'll ever feel the same driving by a semi-truck, but physically they'll be ok.

One of the most unsettling phone calls & few hours of my life. Getting the picture at 1a almost effectively ended what was already a fitful night's sleep. How do I not be mad at the guy that almost killed them? How DO I be mad at the guy - it's not like he TRIED to kill them, he just had an idiot moment? How do I not be scared to be so far away (a quick 12 hours...) if/when anything happens to my parents? But we all know that we can't live our lives waiting for something to happen to our loved ones at the same time.

So I've been a bit conflicted & haven't slept great. But I don't have any broken bones or a hole in my head...so I'm ok. Just rocked my foundation a bit again. I'm so thankful that a roll in the grass didn't do more damage to them. The truck (like the bikes) can always be replaced. Life is good, God is better. I've said "thank you" a hundred times since Monday night. I don't plan on stopping.

Training? Pssssht. I've been running. I'm currently sitting in a hotel room in Ann Arbor, MI, blowing off a run. Time to go eat a good dinner & schlep through some more emails. 'Tis the season for the annual review roadshow.