Complete as many rounds as possible in 20 mins of:
11 Hang Power Cleans, 135/95 lbs
18 Double Unders
Post rounds to beyond the whiteboard.
It’s difficult to understand how two years have passed when there isn’t a day that goes by where we don’t think about what could’ve and should’ve been. Where we don’t think about what today and every other day SHOULD look like vs. what it actually does look like. Two years since I got to hold each of my little dudes, listen to their last gasps, and lay them side by side together forever.
I don’t generally like posting on social media all that much anymore unless I find or experience something fun or funny…like vacations, poo references, or super cute animals. But maybe this is just my catharsis. Maybe this is me attempting to not let the brief memories of our boys slip from existence.
We’ve learned a lot in the two years since our lives changed. How to (hopefully) be better people, better friends. How to cope, how to grieve, how to be angry and sad…how to be happy and how to still find joy, and how to look at life a little differently.
Life can suck and it can be sad. But we’re supposed to be sad and it is supposed to suck. That’s fuckin life, and life is life, and life sucks and that’s okay. That’s what makes life amazing and joyful, because we’re experiencing it. No one can really know joy without knowing that suck. We need to cherish the bad along with the good because it’s ours and it’s all we’ve got.
So take a little bit today to appreciate what you’ve got AND what you’ve lost. That’s our plan, in honor of our boys, Judson and Drew.
“We talk about them, not because we’re stuck or because we haven’t moved on, but we talk about them because we are theirs, and they are ours, and no passage of time can change that.” – Unknown