11/9 7 miles

As of 11/9 54.25 miles of 150 miles

@clepant , I have to say my heart breaks for you! You have been an AWESOME daughter & he must feel comfort in knowing that too. May they both go comfortably & possibly together! Hold em & love em as much as you can! HUGS to you!!!

10 from the ex bike. Got the house totally cleaned, meals made & 6 loads of laundry done. We are 10* & received 5" of snow!!! I think winter is here to stay but we are Montana & that can change overnight!

vhuber wrote: »

@clepant , I have to say my heart breaks for you! You have been an AWESOME daughter & he must feel comfort in knowing that too. May they both go comfortably & possibly together! Hold em & love em as much as you can! HUGS to you!!!

I echo this sentiment! Hugs, @clepant

Had a good couple of days. New ttd 33.5 miles

Adding two miles. Lots of running in BootCamp but there were also thirty burpees. They're evil

Adding 8 miles for that days
TTD 29 miles.
My dad passed away on Saturday....it was a hurry up and wait situation. Here is my post from Facebook. His suffering is over. Thank you for your support and prayers as we go through his burial this week and a Going Home Celebration next Saturday.

The Battle is Over and a New Life Has Begun

I would never have thought as I wrote my last post in the wee hours of the morning yesterday, that I would be writing this post so soon.

Yesterday, Jeff and I became empty nesters. Yep, I said empty nesters. You see, my dad went home to be with our Lord and Savior; just like a college student heads off to college or moves out on his own. As Bible believing Christians, my father is only absent from his body and present with the Lord. Right now he is just away; just like a college student or a son or daughter who has moved out on their own. The only difference is that it is just too far away.

As I sat by my dad’s bed yesterday morning, I prayed over him and asked God to not let him go through a long, slow and painful death. You see, my dad was not afraid to die, but he did not want to suffer. I stepped out on the limb for some time now and told him that God would give him the peace that passes all understanding. And God did not fail.
Death was a frequent conversation between us in recent months. Some days he felt like giving up or that the end was near. PT was particularly tough on him and on me. I often wondered which one of us had the most aches. While he ended up physically exhausted; I ended up physically beat up. I would throw out my best Shaw Shank Redemption quote; “Get busy living or get busy dying”. No matter, I was proud of his tenacity and grit. And as he lived his life, so he ended it, giving it all that he had.

We had numerous blessings before he departed. He was more alert, even though he was dealing with some severe edema pain. For the first time in two days, he wanted to eat and so he had five bites of scrambled egg. His anxiety or restlessness had declined. He was having short conversations with my brother, husband and me. He was back to using his signature phrase, “I’m fine!” And then he told us “home”. And I asked him if he meant being home at my house, and he said “going home”. Throughout the morning, he would ask us what was the current time. And we would tell each time he asked, “It’s 9am, 10:30, 11:00, noon, 1pm.” While his arm pain continued to hurt, I crushed a pain pill and we told him just one more time; swallow the applesauce and his pain would stop. And compliantly, he fulfilled our request. I told him that it was 1:30 and his pain should be letting up shortly. And he drifted off into deep sleep, not able to arouse, and then gone.

I believe now, that he knew that his departure was soon. Perhaps an angel of God told him that he would be going home in the afternoon, but he was fixated on the time. He did not suffer much and he did not linger long. What was to be possibly one week, turned out to be one day.

In the wee hours of the morning, my dad managed to take off his hospital gown. This was something he had been trying to do the past few days. I know he wanted to get dressed to go home and it was frustrating him. He was even fixated on removing the heel cup that I had put on a pressure sore. So, here is my dad, laying on his bed, butt naked with no sheets or blanket on , and I thought, if this is what you want, that is fine with me. I managed to pull a light blanket over him and he left it alone. And my thought went to this bible verse in Job 1:21
And said, Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thither: the LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD.

You got it right dad, strip yourself of the things of this world and enter the next just the way you came in.

John 14:3
And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.
God has finished the mansion, he was building for my dad this week. I believe the last touches were being put on his home while he spent his last hours here on earth. And while he has left us empty nesters, we will see him again; but not yet.

11/12
23.24 miles
220.37 miles MTD

It felt disrespectful to add my miles to my post to clepant, so I'm doing it here. 1.5 miles please

Adding 3.14 miles for a practice 5k run with my Girls on the Run group.

Adding 17.04 miles.





Hope everyone has a good week.

Chris

@clepant

11/08 - 25.0 miles turbo trainer
11/09 - 25.0 miles turbo trainer
11/10 - 25.0 miles turbo trainer
11/11 - 01.0 miles rest day walk
11/12 - 25.0 miles turbo trainer
11/13 - 25.0 miles turbo trainer

Total: 278.0 miles