Month of Love #7 – Carol

July is my episode month.
July 9th, in fact.
And I am excited.
And I didn't get here alone.
And so, it seems only fitting, that a few of these posts have to do with the many people who played a significant role in helping me to learn, I MATTER.
And don’t get me wrong – that list is LONG.
TOO long for this blog.

However, there a few that, especially this year, this year of Extreme have really shown me that not only do I love them, but also they, in turn, love me.

Mini Max.

Is one of those rare people you’ll meet in your life that the instant they walk into a room, you know you’ll be friends.

You know nothing about them.
You’ve seen them interact with no one.
They could, for all intents and purposes, turn out to be a horrific friend.
But – something inside of you - you just know.

And with Carol – I just knew.
I was just starting at Crossfit at Firestorm in Chicopee, MA.

It was my first training session and class at the happy gym on Chicopee Street.
And Carol, with her gorgeous blonde hair and purple headband, were there.

Carol’s been crossfitting a lot longer than me.
But she assured me – I’d get the hang of it.
And she certainly didn’t think my extra 100 pounds would hold me back.

A graphic designer that worked from home, we soon realized that we lived just a few blocks from one another.

And that’s where she became one of my favorite gym buddies.
In the late summer, early fall of 2012, I’d walk the 2.83 miles from my home to the gym and then I’d walk the 2.83 miles home.
Which was amazing.
Until late fall and winter.

And then, it got darker at night.
And colder – because it’s New England, folks.
And, walking to the gym worked, sort of, but walking home was like, what the?

And there was Carol.
Excited to offer a ride home.
No problem.
Like, she’d been waiting to offer.

Now – don’t get me wrong.
Just about every other person at the gym offered rides home at some point.
My favorites were people who’d see me running/walking to the gym and didn’t know what to do. 
Should they help?  Or, was I just exercising?  Hahaha.
I actually ended up creating a system of walking on a particular side of the road to signal the need for a ride to the gym.

But, the ride home?  That became Carol and I, surviving the cold.

And boy howdy, does she believe in me.
A lot.
Sometimes more than I do.
And I’m so thankful to her.
For that, and everything else.

She’s also one of those people that you feel so lucky to have in your life.
And another person – who has absolutely no idea how amazing they are.
How much their presence is appreciated in this world.
But I do so very much appreciate her.

And more than anything – I wish I could rock a headband like her.  :)


  1. It's a good thing to give credit to those that deserve it... nobody can do "this" alone... I know I can't... But God always makes sure to provide with people who encourage and make it all easier. We all need our Carol! :)


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