gaining my 3.1

I recently glanced through an inspirational blog about my peer's journey to lose several pounds. It was well titled: losing76lbs. While I was huffing and puffing in my tennis shoes this evening, I formulated my own title: gainingmy3.1. My goal is not to lose weight. My goal is to run. Something that I've thought impossible for the last 24 years. Even when my weight was much lower my first year of college, this goal was a long stretch. And I really didn't have a huge determination for it then. That's for runners. Not for fatties. Or people just getting by. Not for normal people! Well, I decided a few months ago that 2010 is the Year of Marsha. I'm still not entirely sure what that means but I'm buckling my seatbelt. My first hurdle is running in a 5k. Now I am sure that the first time my feet hit the pavement I will not be able to run the entire thing. That's okay. I just want to finish. Maybe the next time, maybe the next next time. But sometime this year, I will run a 5k. Something deemed impossible by the old Marsha. I know that I will need to lose weight along the way. It's inevitable. I can't pack around these extra pounds in order to succeed at this but it isn't my goal. It is just a means to my goal. There are lots of other things I will have to do along this eclectic quest. I will continue to try new and healthier foods. I will become more dedicated about exercising my body. I will care for my body. And the list goes on.

I am important. I must take care of myself. God made me for a purpose.

realistic viewpoints

How I do I breathe? I think learning the art of a deep breath might be more valuable that originally thought. My current career choice seems to have landed me in a big pile of neverending work. My attitude is shot. My desire is drained. My opinion is rattled. My brain is tired. But what choice does someone really have? I can't quit every time I've overdone myself. I must find ways to cope while I'm in the middle of it. Lord, open my eyes to a realistic viewpoint that is founded in your plan for my life. Don't let me run too far ahead, don't let me sit down on the path. Guide me daily. Show me how to trust you for the manna every morning.

Being an adult?

I've been struggling on and off within this new permanent position. Some days I think I have it pinpointed. Other days I start crying and I don't know why. Hmmm.... First off, I'm gaining valuable experience at a record-breaking speed. Second, I want to learn how I react to and handle specific situations. Third, my skill set is unique. But what do I truly feel God's call in?

crazy, crazy, crazy

I recently commented how BUSY work was for me and I heard an interesting reply. "Well, that's why they hired you, isn't it? They had tons of work for you to do." I smiled and agreed. Yup, that is why I got a job in this tempermental economy. They had work for me. While things have been pretty stressful... God has been breathing into my life. There is a storm. He is the calm. These projects are for his glory.

no longer temp

I have accepted a full-time position as a Communication Specialist. So many things are great about it. I love the variety of my work. I love the flexibility and the opportunities for growth in my area of study. I wonder how I am going to transition from a 200% throttle for temporary work down to a steadier 100% for a long haul. How do I turn down the stress level and still produce high quality all the time? hmmm.