Pre-Race Omens for the Triathalon

So today, we hit Zuma beach in Malibu to pick up our race day packets for tomorrow's triathalon. It turned out to be not only necessary but a valuable and inspiring stop. It was a beautiful day - perfect weather really for SoCal in Sept. - sunny, breezy, and in the 70's. The first fun part was getting our individual race ID's and getting it marked in permanent ink on our arms and legs. Mine reads #1987 (my race id), boldly displayed on my left upper arm and 40 for my age, clearly noted on my left calf.

I found this very interesting to have the number 1987. I thoroughly enjoy looking for signs and signals from the universe that are meaningful in everyday life. This was a big one today. 1987 turns out to be the year that my dad died. This really made me feel like my Dad is going to be there in spirit, along for the ride so to speak. 1987 is also a year that is etched in my mind forever - in part because I had no choice about stepping into life as an adult that year. It was thrust on me. This number now seems significant because I've made many choices to take a new level of responsibility for the creation of my life, but this time out of choice and in a way that has brought me more grace, fun and joy in life. This is the new way I choose to live life. Trying new things, moving ahead even when I'm afraid, testing out my ability to create a life I dreamed of, and not being willing to see any failure (only learning lessons) - even when I make mistakes along the way.

Another little synchronicity came when I set my sights on winning something at a drawing at this Toyota hybrid car booth. Unfortunately, not a hybrid car as a prize...but nevertheless I won, not once but twice. I first won a small prize for answering a trivia question and then my name was drawn. I had to forfeit the second prize (a gift card), but I took all that as a positive signal that I can get whatever I want out of the triathalon. So tomorrow, my desire is to Relax, Enjoy & Celebrate. I have to say, I never thought I would be feeling this good the night before the race when I wildly ventured out to meet Sugata's invitation to join him in doing it this year.

So, now to the final preparations...