I’m going to Denver tomorrow with my baby brother who is running his first ultra-marathon (31 miles).  He had been planning to go by himself and I felt really bad.  I wanted to be able to go and support him but am already going out of town next weekend with my bff and we don’t really have the disposable income we use to when I was employed and didn’t have any children.  My brother and I have had a bit of a rough time lately–I got really mad at him for something that wasn’t really that big of a deal and I went a little off the handle.  We talked about it and admitted the hurt that both of us felt, so for me to say I was shocked when he came by yesterday to tell me that he would pay for my trip if I still wanted to come and cheer him on and support him. 

It meant so much to me.  Hubby of course was awesome about the whole thing and is going to work from home tomorrow so that I can go.  I will be gone only 26 hours, but I am looking forward to being there for my brother and am happy that he would want me to be there for him.  So tomorrow afternoon I leave and I come back Saturday evening.  I have tons of school work to do before Monday and Wednesday but family is more important. 

I haven’t been to Denver before, but I certainly don’t think that I will get to see much of it this trip.  My bro’s run is a loop so I won’t have to travel too much so cheer him on and this should allow me to get some school work done while he is running.  I can’t imagine running 31 miles.  He is training for a 100-mile ultra-marathon that he is doing in August.  He is running a 61-mile ultra-marathon in Wisconsin in June.  He is absolutely insane, I think.  But I love him and I am happy that I get to be there for him. 

I’ll post some beautiful pics from my quick trip when I return.  Wish my bro good luck.