This post isn’t going to have that annoyed, angry or sarcastic overtone like many on my blog do.

Well this past weekend was a bit of a roller coaster ride. Knowing my grandmother was in the hospital with a bad prognosis had that bit of threat and worry that hangs over your head when you know a loved one was in trouble. A lot of trainer friends from out of town (Vince Delmonte, Mike Mahon and Liz Orozco) came in for my cousin, friend, training partner and business mentor Arnel and Sara’s wedding which was awesome. The wedding itself was beautiful and leading up to the wedding we were worried that we would be sweating like crazy since it was in the middle of July. Luckily it didn’t rain on us like we thought it might. I was worried I was going to have to tough it out if something were to happen but it didn’t. My fiance and I had hosted the after party in our hotel room after the wedding where we all had more drinks and ate things that was not conducive to keeping a six pack.

That was Saturday night going into Sunday.

Sunday we had a nice day of swimming and volleyball ahead of us to hang with the bride and groom a bit more. It was a beautiful day but it felt like a punch in the gut when I got that dreaded phone call from my dad. The up was about to go down. My grandmother wasn’t going to make it.

The best strength program in the world can’t prepare you for that.

Right now what I want you to do is promise to see your grandparents if you are blessed enough to have them. And don’t just promise…fulfill that and go see them. When people start getting up there in age you never know when it is going to be your last time seeing them. I saw my Grandmother pretty often so I don’t hold a lot of regret but I know many who do. Don’t be one of them.

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