The opportunities have existed before, however your excuses seemed so, somewhat, shall we say…valid. Today, this was not the case. As I crested Lemon Hill this morning and looked down on the Tribe, a notable, VERY notable, maybe the MOST notable face was missing. YOURS SUZANNE. Fearless Tribe Leader, where were you? Initially, I credited your tardiness to a late night at Bob and Barbara’s, traffic on Kelly Drive or car problems. Though as the minute hands passed, a moment of clarity set in—you weren’t joining us this morning. We bounced, we screamed, we blocked traffic [note: we are a lot more unruly without you] and you were not there. More importantly, we worked out, hugged and sweat…without you….
After texts and calls went unanswered, the Tribe kicked off an epic Field Day workout (did I mention the weather was perfect?) where we played in the grassy park of Lemon Hill. David Bernstein shed his shirt, Lou Klein put on a head butt clinic, Roxanne rung us into the weekend and Ieshia won our #PositivityAward. But if you were at the workout you would know this.
Instead, you enjoyed the comforts of your bed. Bold move to wake up at 8:02 AM on an NP day. BOLD. MOVE. Suzanne, a lot of people were counting on you to #justshowup this morning and were sorely disappointed by your selfish decision to steal a few more Zzzs. I guess what I’m really trying to say on behalf of the Tribe is that WE MISSED YOU, Suzanne!