A dear friend of mine, Kathy is moving to Nashville, Tennessee so that she can be close to her new beautiful granddaughter, Payton. It is killing a part of me to see Kathy go but I understand completely. Payton stole Grandma Kathy's heart the day she wrapped her tiny little finger around Kathy's finger and held on tight. A bond was made that can never be broken.
I met Kathy such a short time ago through our mutual acquaintance and personal trainer, Nelson. Nelson said we were both "nice ladies" and thought we would work well together. Little did he know what he was doing when he put these two "nice ladies" together. We have become the "dynamic duel". What one doesn't think of the other does. Kathy loves a good adventure as much as I do. If you have followed my blog you know about the Mud Run. Yep, that's right, Kathy is my Mud Run buddy.
Kathy and I had worked out with our personal trainer for a couple of years. Once Nelson introduced us we realized we no longer needed him. We had enough training; what we needed was someone to push us. We now push each other. Kathy's favorite line is "you are not a wimpy woman, you will do it." "Wimpy" is me, not Kathy. Kathy can bench press 165 pounds while I struggle with 65 pounds. My excuse is that I am a pint size woman but she knows when she yells at me I will do it and then we laugh. She has me pegged.
Exercise, I love it, I hate it, I love it, --- you get the picture. What will I do without Kathy my kindred spirit? One of the reasons I love my exercise is because of this wonderful sweaty, fun girl I workout with. She hugs me covered in sweat and laughs when I swear and moan in my very own wimpy girl way. With her I have gotten stronger and embraced new limitations that I've had to face now that I am "older". She and I have always succeeded in pushing past those painful moments because we share the pain.
What matters most is this friendship we have made sweating together. She gave me a gift after she moved to Tennessee. A plague that reads: Good friends are like stars. You don't always see them, but you know they are always there. Kathy, you ROCK and I'm going to miss you terribly.
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