Is It Really Only Day 3?

Run: complete.

Remember yesterday how I said I would be aiming for grassy knolls and ellipticals? Yeah, well, tonight I ran on the treadmill. I don’t really have a valid reason other than Jaklyn couldn’t run tonight because she ate a bowl of soup right before I was going to go. So, treadmill it was. Surprisingly, my knee was doing alright until about minute fifteen of the run/walk segment (so twenty minutes into the entire work out). Turns out the elliptical really isn’t running. At all. So my legs were not use to this thing called impact.

Around minute fifteen my knee was saying “you should slow down. Like, a lot.” So I slowed down and walked when it told me that. Then, when it decided it felt better, I would run the minute again, like I was supposed to. Every time I ran again, somewhere around the :50 mark my knee would again tell me to slow down. Well, my knee and my lungs. But mostly my knee. And my lungs. So, I did more “brisk walking” tonight than I was supposed to, but I fulfilled the thirty minutes.

Tomorrow is a new day, which means another shot at getting it right. Though, I realize that “getting it right” isn’t what I’m aiming for. I’m aiming for commitment and self-discipline. Perfection may be what I want, but that’s unrealistic. It won’t always be perfect. It won’t always come easy (it will probably never come easy). My knee will probably always ask me to slow down, and I will probably always listen (at least a little bit). My lungs will always burn at some point, and I will always slow down and throw my hands over my head and try to remember how to breathe. There will always be no such thing as “enough” water.

Perfect isn’t possible, as far as running goes. But this commitment? I’m shooting for 100 days consecutively. I’m praying for courage, strength, discipline, and the will power made of steel. Or iron. Whichever is stronger. (;

 

On an unrelated note, I bought an 18-month blank calendar today. It’s going to come in handy with my 100 days (I guess it’s not really that unrelated, eh?), with school work, and with the children’s ministry. I’ve already determined that the green stickies will be for church because green is my favorite color and I love Jesus. So far, I’ve planned out the theme for November.

Courage.

It seems fitting for my spot in life right now. On Sunday we’ll be learning about the three slaves in the fiery furnace! Wooo! (Really… act excited, at least?) I’m going to take a stab at writing my own curriculum, because right now five kids between the ages of 2 and 9 just isn’t worth searching for hours online or buying stuff. I’ve written lessons for camps before. How hard could this be? (Crossing fingers that it’s not that hard.)

So, the 6th is the three slaves, the 13th is David & Goliath, the 20th is Esther, and the 27th is Daniel & the lions den. They all had courage, right?

I think I’ll try and post on Sundays or Mondays the lessons and why I chose them. But for now, I actually have to work on them.

 

Also, the fact that I’m now partially responsible for the spiritual well-being and education of children just hit me. And scared the crap out of me.