2017 Leadville didn't go as planned

I arrived home today from my trip to Colorado.  I am not quite up for writing about the experience, but I was cutoff at the second cutoff point and felt crushed, to say the least.

My brother sent me a text I would like to share because it means a lot to me:

Cheryl,

I am SO proud of you. You inspire me.  We all encounter challenges that, for whatever reason, we may not overcome.  You've overcome so much in your life.  Most people  who may have gone through a fraction of what you have would find a nice place to sit on their ass and reflect on what they've accomplished.  Not my big sister.  She picks the biggest, baddest, hardest fucking thing she find and says "I can do that."   Maybe you couldn't do on their timeline, but you could have finished the damn thing, eventually.  That's tough.  Tough a shit.  Someday I'm going to face a real challenge.  A real motherfucker of a bad time, and I'm gonna get through it because my big sister showed me how.  You are the toughest person I know.  I'm so proud to say I'm Cheryl Parrish's kid brother.