Couch to 5K--I've got rhythm.

My piano teacher told me I didn't have rhythm. Oh well. I don't like to count.

But, I'm getting into a running rhythm. As I run and get about 4-5 minutes into it, I suddenly am okay with running. I could go farther than my daily time limit (but I don't).

Yesterday, I walked 5 min, ran 10 min, walked 5 min. I actually ran a full mile in that ten minutes, so that felt nice. I could have kept running farther too. I'm learning to watch my pace too. I am usually running anywhere from 8:30 min/mi. to 10:30 min/mi. Not too shabby for a beginner, I'd say.

Tomorrow is 5, 11, 5. Dang. Next week looks SCARY. I thought this week did. Not compared to next week!

In other news, Dave and I were able to pay off our van and a small student loan!!! Only 4 more student loans to go!!! We are excited and feeling free!!! It feels amazing to say--I am no longer under your thumb!!!

We are discussing our financial goals and home improvement goals (the kind that actually keeps the house from inefficiency and falling apart--not remodeling). This year has become the year of freedom and discipline for us, and we are LOVING it.

Resurrection weekend has had me contemplative, thinking about the sacrifices of Jesus for us. May I never lose sight of it!

Off to book club in about 30 minutes to lead a discussion on The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas by John Boyne. If you haven't read it, you should. It is BRILLIANT. Much love to you all!

He is risen! He is risen, indeed!

T'ings

Today, we are one step closer to finishing the many unexpected projects around the house. The tree has been chainsawed. The ceiling and wall are sheetrocked and mudded waiting for texture, primer, and paint. The bathtub is caulked, and so far, no more leaks. T'ings are almost finished. The shed needs to be put up. Got that on the agenda.

I'm tired.

It's Passion Week, and I honestly need to get focused on Him. So, I'm off to Bible study where I'm going to hear all about a trip to the Holy Land. Hopefully, the rest of my day will fall into place. I need to make some room for Him and just talk to Him. He's so compassionate and gracious. I love His patience with me. It's so delightful to know He rejoices over me with singing. I know He laughs at me a lot more than I laugh at myself. I get so serious about stuff, and I know He's just giggling at how worked up I get. :)

He's good, folks. If you don't know Him, let me know, and I'll introduce ya.