I am having a very hard time wrapping my head around the fact that we lost you to cancer 4 years ago today. I can remember the last time we spoke by phone like it was yesterday. I remember where I was sitting, what I was wearing and what you told me about how amazing it was going to be to be a little girl’s Daddy. Here we are four years later, Landry is now just about the same age that Sierra was when we last spoke that summer and I have a walking, talking, hugging, smiling and sometimes challenging reminder of everything you told me. Being a Dad is everything you said it was going to be Dom and more.
You didn’t warn me about the Princess stuff though. I could have used a few pointers there, but I’ll let that one slide as I know you had a lot going on at that point with your own little girl and your son Nico.
On Sunday I was in the kitchen going through one of my rituals before any training cycle, making gravy.
You know the drill, meatballs, Italian sausage, beef, pork, braciole and enough gravy to last me between 10 and 12 pasta dinners that will take us through all of our long run workouts and race day.
So I’m in the kitchen, stirring the pot to keep the sauce from burning and keeping all the meat and vegetables from sticking to the bottom and Landry comes into the kitchen. She looks at my shirt and says, “What’s that Daddy” and I was wearing my “Run for Dom” T-shirt that Howie’s company made for us back in 2010.
Where do you start a story like that one I thought. So I knelt down, gave her a big hug and told her that the shirt reminded me of a good friend of mine who is in Heaven now and that when she got a little older I would tell her stories about him.
I’ve got to tell you Dom, we are still missing you like crazy down here. I’m still lacing up the shoes in the morning, ticking off the miles and not a single run goes by without me thinking about you. Wednesday morning a gift showed up on my doorstep with a 66 degree morning, no wind and close to a full moon. I tacked on an extra mile for you at the end of the run, thinking about 8/15 as well as how much ground we have to cover before we are ready to kick-off Austin Marathon training on October 14.
This morning I was in Atlanta for work and even though it was technically a rest day, I took the stems out for a little tour of downtown Atlanta.
It’s been awhile Dom since I’ve been this excited about a training cycle.
Probably Houston or Big Cottonwood and we know how those races went – or didn’t go actually as we had to pull out due to injury.
But I’ve got a feeling that we’re doing all the right things this time Dom and getting back to basics:
1. A long base building period.
2. 5 Run days per week, 2 complete rest days.
3. Quality over quantity like we did for our races in Boston, NYC, Austin and Pittsburgh in previous years.
Come February Dom we are going to be ready to eat lightning and crap thunder. I learned a lot about myself at Ironman Texas – and most of those lessons spell bad news for the Austin Marathon.
On a day where I feel a little bit lost and the questions far outnumber the answers – it was really nice to have you out there with me as the sun was coming up in Georgia pointing me the way.
Thank you Dom, we love and miss you.