So I had a great weekend in the great white North. It was all good except for the fact that St. Paul is the coldest place I can remember living and that includes Vermillion, SD. Seriously...-34 degrees? Can thermometers even register that? I don't know but it was mind numbing freezing. The people of St. Paul were overall very nice, especially the ones at Starbucks, love me Paul from the St. Paul Starbucks.
Regardless of the cold, it was an awesome weekend. LOTS of working out but I've discovered it seems to be more than a passion for me. My "obsession" is watching people reach a level of fitness they didn't even dream they could reach. That was achieved by many fellow instructors this weekend and it was a blessing to witness.
Another blessing is the sound the contractors are making by hanging drywall...mmmm, home improvement. Another blessing was coming home and seeing the hubs (isn't he hilarious?) and the kids. I think they've grown 20 inches and gotten more mature in the face.
So it truly was ironic that we got the great court call literally 10 minutes before I left the state. But it worked wonderfully. I was needing a bit of a break from all things electronic to forget about worrying and forget about dates and times, etc. It was soo refreshing. I'm sure now that I'm back home things might revert back but I do hope I can hang on to the perspective I gained this weekend for at least a few moments throughout the day.
Overall, it was awesome when I was introducing myself to the group this weekend and I got to say I was officially a mom of three. Wow, three Klipschs of the Zach and Tesi tribe, this could get dangerous.