almost tears and a bad hair cut

If I don't step out of my kitchen and do something else for a few minutes, I'll cry. And I do not want to have tears at the beginning of the day. For you, does frustration result in tears or anger or silence or more determination? At first I become more determined to press through and solve the problem, then I cry. This morning I'm stepping away because my added determination didn't have the result I wanted and need to move on with my day. I came here for a break and to look for a "How to" on YouTube.

Last week was an exciting for this coffee lover. I received a parcel from Vintage Heart ~ Austin. A pound of their house blend and some stickers to place on my bike and inside of my coffee cabinet. (That's where a couple of them went, Mal.) We also received a parcel from Burundi and another from Rwanda -- Green Beans -- 4 sample pounds from Burundi, 1 from Rwanda. In a few weeks we will receive 30 more pounds from Rwanda, my very favorite. Mmmm!

DandyDog is in hiding. He has the best coat, wild & crazy & curly & matted. On Monday he spent the day with the groomer and I asked that he be cleaned up, but keep in mind that he runs outside with me and needs to stay warm. I didn't not say, he needs a trim. I should have said he needs a trim. When I picked him up he was almost fully shaved. We all, DandyDog, included miss his wild and crazy coat and hope it grows back quickly. Until then, he's hiding under the table and laying on his bed. 

My tears didn't happen, yet, and I found this, which hopefully will help me move along with my day. I have a workout I need to get finished and I need to get my trainer set up and working. It's new. I usually ride outside. I have no idea how to use equipment and my sharpie isn't helping. 

 I received this from my coach yesterday: 

"Life's battles don't always go to the stronger or faster man. Sooner or later the one who wins is the one who thinks they can." ~ Vince Lombardi  

This journey to 70.3 isn't so much for me about being fast & it certainly isn't about winning, but it is about trying to find it inside myself to believe that I can do it. Often I do not believe in myself or my abilities, but I'm learning. It's a process and along the way there are almost-tears, real tears, smiles, laughter, grunts of determination and hugs of accomplishment. Today has been a day of almost-tears because I can't figure out this silly piece of equipment, which is preventing me from dong what I want to do. 

I'll get it. I believe I can.