Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Wouldn't you think that SparkPeople would have made me an expert on letting go of things by now? Especially things that are not good for my body, for my soul or for my mind?
I've let go of quite a lot of unhealthy foods.
I've let go of toxic friends that couldn't handle my new joy and mental balance.
I've let go of trying to control my body and have learned to work WITH my body toward health.
I've let go of laziness, overeating, television (for the most part), sleeping in, convenience meals, fast food.
I've let go of anger, low self-esteem, self-hatred.
But no matter how many things I learn to live without or get rid of, there are always more. That's what's both wonderful and horrible about this thing we call life. Things are always changing and, usually, when we are least prepared for them to change.
That list up there is pretty impressive and motivational, eh? But, if you were me...if you had lived through each of those...you'd know how heart-wrenching it was to actually give those things up. It's nice to see it all together and draw inspiration from it. And, don't get me wrong, I am all the happier for it...but it wasn't easy.
Letting go is the hardest thing...sometimes you just have to cry, rage, pout, sulk. However...it is true that time is a great healer.
And so I wait for time to pass...and for pain to let up and healing to come.
Your wonderful support and love has really helped me throughout this whole process of letting go...I really couldn't do this without you guys. And I mean that from the bottom of my heart. THANK YOU. For being friends. And for loving a stranger. God bless you.
Monday, August 20, 2012
So, I know I don't usually get all religious on ya, SparkFriends. But, today...it's what's on my mind so I figured I'd share. It's OK if you don't have the same belief system as me...that's what makes our rainbow of friendship so beautiful.
This morning, as I was spending my daily time with the Big Guy, I was reading through a daily devotional that I picked up at Barnes & Noble. It's called "Come Away, My Beloved" by Frances J. Roberts. It's probably the best little devotional book I've ever worked through and today's entry really touched me pretty deeply.
THE ART OF COMMITTAL
"He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds." Psalm 147:3
O My child, lay your heart in My hand, and let Me heal it. Yes, let me gather up your tears, for they are precious to Me (see Psalm 56:8). You have not been suffering alone, but I Myself have been near you all along the way. My heart has felt all that you have felt. You do not have a high priest who is not able to sympathize with your sufferings, but one who experienced every grief and human emotion common to all people. In the midst of these painful experiences, He did not sin. Therefore, He is one who is able to help you (see Hebrews 2:18).
He is one, who having walked the same path Himself, is able to teach you how, in the midst of these human experiences of hurts, frustrations, loneliness, and heartache, you may rise above the natural self-reproach, depression of spirit, resentment and the like.
It is not easy. Not only is it not easy, but in the natural, in the flesh, it is impossible. But the same grace I promised to the Apostle Paul to help him bear his affliction, this same grace I will give to you (see 2 Corinthians 12:9).
You may bring the whole of your burden to Me. I will help you as the days go by, and as the trials come and go; and as the learning process continues, I will teach you the spiritual secrets of the art of committal.
For in complete and repeated commital lies the key to victories that can be thus more easily won, less painfully achieved, and more quickly gained, so that valleys become less deep and less dark, and more quickly passed through.
"Man is born," it is written, "to trouble, as the sparks fly upward" (Job 5:7). This is true as surely as rain falls and snow is cold. But it is equally true, and gloriously so, that I have promised to deliver you out of all your troubles.
So will you now take the first step in this experience of commital and give Me your heart?
Make it as tangible a transaction as possible, and visualize your own hand laying the physical organ of your heart in My hands. Say to me, "Take this, Loving Master and Wonderful Lord, and do with it as pleases You."
Wow. I can't fully explain the circumstances in my life to which this applies. But I can tell you I've been placing my heart in the wrong hands...and I've known this for quite some time.
Even though I knew in my heart that I was choosing incorrectly, my stubborn will (and my fear of not feeling loved) has kept me from giving up all my vain pursuits at love...which are, in the end, insufficient to fill me and make me feel truly worthy.
So, it was kind of a breakthrough morning for me. A lot of heart change here and I don't want to struggle anymore with these things that hold me back, that make me feel like I'm worth less and that feel great for awhile, but ultimately bring me heartbreak.
This choice to move forward has come with a flood of peace that surpasses understanding...and that's really how I know that it's the right move.
So, today...I am content. And thankful. And looking forward.
Sunday, August 19, 2012
This is Sunday Blog - take 4. I am feeling...agitated...frustrated...ugh. All kinds of things on my mind...budget, busy schedule, no change in weight, worry about returning to running, wanting to be better at work, feeling somewhat guilty about bad parenting choices today, etc etc etc. You know...life.
If there were ever a time where I would just LOVE to go for a long, 7-mile run all on my own, it is right now. I need some sort of outlet and I just don't have it right now. I can do the toughest deep water exercise workout...swim my heart out and I still don't get the same release that I get after a good run.
I've been doing all I can to fill this four weeks with good things...to keep my body in peak physical shape. But, it's the mental and emotional that's getting to me now. Gosh, I'm halfway through...more than halfway. I just need to hang in there a BIT longer. My follow-up appointment with the doc and hopefully the removal of the boot is in just 11 days. I can't afford to lose my focus. I'm already losing precious half marathon training days...I can't let myself go in this last week and a half. That would be so sad.
No...truth be told, I know I'll keep doing what is right. There are just times that I miss running SO much, I can't quite describe it. It's so much more than just exercise or a weight loss tool for me. It's my heart.
Oh August 30th....please hurry!
Saturday, August 18, 2012
What a GREAT day today!!! Up at 8am and I was ready to get moving! It was one of those days where you wake up and you just think, "I will not waste this day! There are so many things I want to do!"
Took awhile to get around and get my physical therapy done and get dressed, etc. Made a breakfast smoothie and slowly sucked that down. Around 11am, I was ready to head out the door for a nice, long walk with my 6 yr old. I realized it might be pushing the envelope going for a long walk in my boot, but it was a GORGEOUS 54 degrees outside and the sun was shining. I refused to miss out on that glory!
So, we stocked my hydration belt with water and some of those Powerbar Gel Blasts and embarked on our journey.
Originally, we set out to do 6 miles. However, she's small...so one of my steps is two steps for her. It's a long way for little legs. And look at the shoes she is wearing.
This is Elayna's imitation of a runner in the Olympics getting ready to run. I like the perspective of the sidewalk behind her, which looks like it goes on forever and ever.
I have to say, Elayna is my....unique child. She's quite gifted and also over emotional. She says the most random things and, most of the time, she says them with an inflection that is so grown up, you could just laugh out loud. She's devastatingly smart and has a great sense of humor. Spending time with her and listening to her thought processes is truly a delight! No shortage of laughter on this walk, I'll tell you that. She's also crazy curious and soaks up information and knowledge like a sponge. So, I took the opportunity to teach her as much as I could during our time alone together.
Along the trail, we happened upon this BEAUTIFUL fungus on a dead log:
I explained all about how it grew and Elayna made the connection between this type of fungus and moss (which also grows in cool, damp places). Smart, I tell ya!
We talked about limestone and fossils and geodes and snakes and foxes. Elayna (quite humorously) gave her opinion of every single biker and runner that passed us on the trail. We stopped twice to have water and Powerbar Energy Gel Chews. We talked all about hydration and fuel for a hard workout and explained why we don't just eat the gels like candy at home when we aren't working out.
Here are a few Elayna gems form today that made me giggle:
E: I can't wait to grow up and have a mansion!
L: How are you gonna get a mansion?
E: I'm going to be a billionaire.
L: Oh yeah? How are you going to get that much money?
E: I'm never going to spend any of my money. Especially not on crappy things!
L: There's a runner coming up from behind us. Stay on your side of the trail while they pass.
E: Mommy...she is not very fast. She's just jogging.
L: Just because she isn't fast doesn't mean she's not a runner.
E: Um, yes it does. Jogging is in between walking and running.
L: Well, I guess you don't think I'm a runner then. Because I run really slow.
E: *exasperated sigh* Yep. Mom. You're a jogger.
We had to take a little break mid-walk for some hopscotch.
Well, Elayna's bad shoes ended up giving her a blister. I ended up carrying her on my back for a little ways (not too much...but enough to realize how WRONG it looked for a woman in a boot to be carrying a kid on her back! Haha!)
All in all, my little girl hung in there for 3.4 miles! She didn't complain once and, when we were home, I read her all the stats from my HRM. 3.4 miles, 1 hr 45 minutes at 2.5 miles per hour. 9980 steps (for me...she must have taken about 18,000 steps!)
At home, we gobbled up lunch and grabbed the rest of the kiddos to take them to the Splash Pad.
This one is really in a strange frame of mind these days...I feel like she just can't decide between "being cool" and remaining a child, expressing herself and having fun with her family. Every time we ask her to do something fun or go somewhere, she just shrugs and says she doesn't want to go. Then, she practically cries as we leave her behind with her grandparents (even though we tell her over and over that we'd love to have her join us!) It's been so confusing to me (and her!) lately. I don't know what is going on in her head...but I know she is growing up and so much is changing in her heart and in her body too. I feel her moving further from me...and it's difficult.
She wasn't going to join us at Splash Pad but, at the last second, she ran out to the car begging me to let her come. She had so much fun with her younger brother and sister. Then, I took them all out for ice cream. It was just a wonderful afternoon - one of those golden memories that you take in and try to brand on your brain so you never forget this special time.
It warmed my heart so much when we walked in the house and she was singing to her Dad and grandparents, "This was the best day ever with my Mommy!" Then, she impulsively ran up to me and hugged me tight and kissed me on the cheek and said, "Mommy! Thank you SO much! That was so much fun! Thank you."
Predictably, I am EXHAUSTED now. But, it is a sweet happy exhaustion. Full of joy and thanksgiving. I have the sweetest kids on the face of the planet. Sometimes I look at them and I can't believe I MADE them. What a blessing to know these interesting little people. They drive me absolutely insane at times, but I wouldn't trade them for the entire world. Well....not today, at least.
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