Weekend To Do

I can't really begin to describe the joys of Fridays. Rising early before the chickens each day and promptly in bed before the clock strikes 10, creates a routine that leads me longingly into the weekend. I love the idea of very little "structure" and letting things happen. Don't get me wrong, this kicking back is met with a mile long to do list, one of my favorite past times, creating lists and checking off what I have accomplished. I know it sounds crazy but sometimes I will add items to my list that I've already done just so I can check them off.

Recently at work I was admiring a co-worker's clip board that was much cuter than the legal pad I used. She explained it's "eye candy". She was right. The next afternoon I went to Tuesday Mornings and got some eye candy.

In the mail this week, Carrie sent me a gift she made that's even prettier eye candy, with  horses from the recent Anthropology catalog! Now I have two. I must get to work and fill my lists with my many to dos.

Have a wonderful weekend.

Afternoon delight...almost

I got home from work a little later than I had planned. Class rings, college visitor, and a parent conference with a table full of teachers, delayed my  departure. As the clock struck 4:45, my bags were packed and I was  in my little pickup for the ride home. When I got home nothing was planned, my kind of afternoon. I gathered my new catalogs and headed for the hammock. I enjoyed a few moments of rest before the NOSEE'EMS began to bite my bare legs and feet.

My quiet solitude quickly ended and the comfort of inside won out. It was a wonderful plan and I will do it again in a couple of weeks when the weather turns cooler and it's safe from those itchy critters.

The old saying.

Put one foot in front of the other......

Today I ventured out to Off 'n Running, a specialized store for "runners". Every Monday they have a half -hour plus  run for beginners around 5:45pm. Kellie, my personal trainer who I have been working with for a month, met me there and we ventured out with a few other runners. I really don't consider myself a runner. Maybe because I don't really feel like a runner. In my mind a runner is one who runs effortlessly at a pace that looks fun. I kinda feel like I'm running with lead chains buckled around my ankles and breathing like I'm in the Swiss Alps. Today it definitely felt like that.

We ran from the store to a near by grave yard that was set among acres of hills and steep inclines. You don't really think about how steep they are until you are running. I took many walking breaks and felt a little defeated as my "running" partners seemed to glide along. As I began to feel sorry for myself, my eyes began to notice all the people in cars driving down the road not expending any energy and probably couldn't run the 8 minutes I did without stopping. These thoughts renewed my drive enough to run with a little more "umph" up the last stretch. I don't really look like a runner but I am a runner. I'm putting one foot in front of the other and working that heart muscle more than I was a month ago.

Flowers

Summer is waning and so are my garden flowers. Before the first frost arrives I cut a bouquet for inside pleasure. I love the look of fuchsia colored zinnia's and tender blue shoots. Flowers bring a smile to my soul and remind me to surround myself with reminders of His creation. What will you see today that will remind you of Him?

My quest.

If you have known me long my quest for fitness and good health has been a long time pursuit. From diet to diet, to joining the gym, to trying the latest fad. To no avail the goal seems to be met with failing to reach it, whatever it is. Last year when I was battling cancer Lucy was competing in her second triathlon. I remember saying to her and myself, "I want to do one of these when I get well". Well, well I am and I'm challenging myself to something more than just letting life go by. With the pending wedding and the goal to not look like a 51 year old over- weight mob (mother of the bride). I'm donning my tennis shoes and setting out to beat the odds.

My first race is Oct 2, the Women's Only. A race for the cure for breast cancer. Last year this was Carrie, Lucy and me walking. I plan to run much of this year.

Why Blog?

Two years ago Carrie began her CCC in NYC blog. I followed it as often as she posted. Over the last two years reading blogs has become a favorite past time. I've gleaned new skills on many DIY skills and read the hearts of many blogger friends. As I was catching up on my Blog Reader this early morning, I began thinking I'd like to start one again. So there you have it. No profound revelation. I don't really know what I'll write about but I will enjoy the journey.