I had a good week. It was a little difficult to get things going since Fred was on vacation. It was really, really difficult to get up, get Bug ready and then get myself off to work while Fred slept in. I should have taken the whole week off with him.
This week, I dealt with the emotion of loss. A former co-worker of mine lost her father the morning of the marathon I'd been training for. It was so ironic that I was running for an organization that supports research for people with the same condition that her father succomb to. I thought of him at every mile. I though of her as well. I prayed for her strength and even smiled when I thought of the countless times she spoke of her father and how they fixed buses and cars together. I know she is going to miss him and I pray for her to continue to be strengthened by the love and comfort that only God can give.
My dad tried his best to be supportive of my race completion this weekend. I don't know why I wanted to hear him say "good job" so bad, but he didn't. He did sound happy for me, so that's a big step. He made a few unsupportive comments, but I was too happy to let it bother me. When looking at loss, I realize that even though I have "daddy issues", I still am very glad that he is here. I am thankful for what he did do for me. He taught us about God, he fed me, got me into school and made finishing important, and he gave us clothes and lots of other things and moments oh, and even some good advice at times.. So thanks dad.
I took off this week from exercising, just to rest my knees totally. I want to be ready for my life as a runner. SIM is participating in the NAAPC 5k race tomorrow, but my staff and I have a training to attend in Memphis. Yes, on a Saturday! An in-service in Memphis, on a Saturday. That interrupts my running time, but I will be okay. I guess I have to be.
I started writing my book yesterday. Getting that first paragraph was difficult. I started getting overwhelmed with emotion when I thought of some of my early childhood memories. This is going to be a challenging task. I know that it will give me a voice that I never had or will never get a chance to have. It will help me talk to my past and the people in it.
I have been eating well this week, without exercise, I probably have maintained my current weight. That's okay too. I'll write tomorrow.
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