The last 9 weeks have been crazy. Our 10 year old German Shepherd Sammi had to be rushed to the vet for emergency surgery, and we didn’t know why or what was happening, and we didn’t know if we’d ever see her normal again. Turns out, she has Hemangiosarcoma, and had to have an emergency splenectomy to have a ruptured tumor (and her spleen) removed. Her abdomen had filled with blood and she was anemic and barely able to stand on her own. It was basically a nightmare, and it popped up seemingly overnight. I will spare the details here, but she made it! You can read about her very own Keto Journey here, because of course we started a website for her to document her progress along the way.

Fast forward several weeks, here we are. I’ve neglected my site, I’ve neglected CrossFit, I had a shit cold which lasted 3 weeks, and I just got over it. I traveled to Wisconsin to see my mom and we road tripped north and around the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, where she spent a few days with girlfriends near Traverse City, and I booked it on down to Detroit, and spent the week with John’s kids. Can I just say I really fucking love Detroit and Michigan altogether? I fucking love Detroit, I love Michigan. It is home to me. When I am there, I feel like I am finally somewhere I belong. (Sorry, Dad..)

I got home on Sunday, Oct 8th. Dogs were great, Dave was miserable (he caught my horrible cold/flu/strep/whatever it was..) but we were all in tact and okay. The next morning, Tex had bloat.. but with torsion. Again, you can read all about it over on his sister Sammi’s website. Trying to keep these things separate, but it’s like my whole life.

So now that we’re relatively back to normal, my projects, gym time, and business madness may resume. In the last 3 weeks, I’ve worked out like, 4 times, maybe. I need to get my shit together, but family (dogs) and business come first right now, so making sure I was caught up in those areas was key before I started dropping 2 hours of my day to devote to CrossFit.

And for fun, here’s a picture of Dave and me from last night. Me still sitting pretty at 189-190, and Dave most recently weighing in at 237; the lowest he’s been in 15 years? Bananas.