Mobile Minutes: Saturday Seclusion


A day to sleep in…
A day to recover…
A day for bad news…

These are my Saturday’s in a nutshell. With my job going Monday through Friday, and Darco working Saturday mornings, the beginnings of the weekends have really opened up a bit. While I do spend some time cleaning, prepping, most of it frankly is spent lounging and relearning how to catch my breath from the week before. Sunday will be the day that I begin the preparation for the upcoming week. Sadly, sometimes Saturdays are also times to put out fires and try to establish control and balance to this life. Continue reading

XXXI: Wagon Falling


I’ve officially have fallen off the wagon.

I’m frustrated and tired while I write this tonight. I was supposed to go to the gym tonight. I did not. I was supposed to go to the gym last night. I did not. I’m supposed to have set goals over periods of time that I’m dedicate to. I do not. I’m struggling so much with mustering up the energy, motivation, and dedication to keep working on my body even though I can’t run.

I see through Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, and beyond all of the different runners the lives they live. Shoe contracts, random races, traveling, training, running, and pushing their bodies to the limit. Frankly, I’m struggling because I’m envious of them.

There, I said it. I’m dealing with jealousy because they’re living a life that I crave. I’m angered because I’m not living a life like that and I have no one to blame but myself and my lack of self-discipline. I have no problem admitting that I’ve fallen so, so short of my objectives, goals, and desires. Truth be told, I don’t want to just run races to run races. I want to win. I want to run crazy fast times. I want to push my body to its limits. Sure, this winter is already proving to be a great time for me to recover and recoup this annoying Achilles injury, but I still should be moving, lifting, eating right, refraining from eating wrong, chugging water, and avoiding bad foods.

Personally, I’m convinced that this doesn’t really matter to anyone else (if you’re anyone else I apologize that you’re reading this), and that is the beauty of running your own blog.

Sure, I could plot, plan, and attempt to execute some ‘master plan’ for ensuring success. However, the likelihood is that I’m going to fall, stumble, and trip. Additionally, I’m doing this on my own. There is no coach, no support, and honestly no words of motivation throughout the days. I’m learning that it’s hard to continue to motivate yourself without any audience. Perhaps my vantage point is incorrect, and I need to be reminded of why I’m supposed to do what I do, instead of focusing on who I’m doing it for.

I guess in the end I’ve just lost focus, lost my way, and need a bit of redirection.

Here’s to a new day tomorrow, and a new goal in the future.

-D-

#getyourpraiseon


Wiped out again…
Translation: Exhausted
Even though I’m spent I think I have some things to get some praise on for.
First, this photo:

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While getting dressed today I noticed something wonderful. I’m finally back on the last belt loop of my belt! I’m not light at all, but at least some of my gut is sucking in.

Also!
I just spent three hours on an online application for the school I’ve been at for six weeks now. Why? Because the principal of the school requested me to; by doing so tonight he should be able to process it tomorrow. Meaning the following words will come to life (I hope):

If everything goes as planned you’ll officially start on Monday.

That’s a praise in my book.
-D-

XXXI: Straightening Out


Calm, warm Sunday.
I’m sitting at church, Darco is teaching a Sunday School class (incredible how much she’s grown), and I’m plotting out life in my head.

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Love my NumShirt!

Pieces of life swirl together, more and more of them are coming together. Darco starts her new position on Monday, meaning she’ll be carpooling with me to work from now on (that’s how close my school is to her new store). I’ll know tomorrow what I’ll need to do to apply for the full time IA position at the school, and will begin the process of becoming a full time district employee.
With the apartment lease up in May we’ll finally move to the city from where we currently reside. I’ll keep running, and hoping that Darco will join me, in the amount of free time through the week. We’ll start the process of enrolling me in a new college class to begin the reinstatement of my teaching certificate, so that I’m ready for the classroom come August of 2015. We’ll keep working with area families on a new church plant, and I’ll keep working with a local brewery on their marketability.
All the pieces are coming together to where “adulthood” will actually begin.

Hmmmm…just thought of a new shirt:

Eat. Sleep. Run. Repeat.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: School Bells


Spoke with the principal at the school I’ve been at for three weeks today.
Basically, my life looks something like this…
I practically have a job opening, once my certification is reactivated.
So…

I’m going to need to take a 2-3 course, one found via Univ. Of Phoenix (six week course).
After completion I’ll need to take my middle school certification exam via the department of education of our state.

Afterwards I’ll be up-to-date on certification (and will have taken my first graduate course). My objective, and prayer, figure out how to achieve this all by January 1, 2015.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Future’s Paradise


You know what sounds ideal? I’ll paint you a picture (Facebook quizzes said I’m good at that):

Waking up in the outskirts of the city. Brewing coffee, blending up breakfast, taking a shower and hitting the road.
Arriving at work 10-15 minutes later (versus the past year of +100 miles per day) and turning on the lights to my classroom.
After school is out, heading home, unpacking the day, grabbing a snack and either hitting the track or the local gym. Killing it for a few hours, gearing up for the next race, and afterwards heading home to recover. Dinner with health benefits (aka not garbage), a quiet evening with Darco, if we didn’t have plans that night, and heading to bed at a moderate time.

May not seem like much, but after three years of chaos…it’d actually be kind of nice.

-D-