Sometimes I forget there's spiritual warfare going on around me. Today was a terrible day. The girls are sick and not much I am doing is helping. The house was a wreck...I know I covered this in an earlier post about how badly the day was going. Anyway, I didn't get dinner started in a timely manner and Brian got home later than he said he would. I was supposed to be going to Bible Study tonight (since the girls are sick) and then go to the gym. I got the green beans started and first let them boil over all over the stove and then I let them burn black while I went upstairs to help Brian get the girls up from their nap (at 6:15). As I was leaving, I gave Brian some money so he could order a pizza. It seems nothing I have touched today has gone well.
I still don't have anyone to watch Darcy while I am gone and I am very hesitant to try and find someone at this point. It would totally be a last minute thing and I would definitely not know anything about them. For a couple of hours, that would be one thing, but this would be all day for 2 days and I'm just not comfortable with that, especially with Brian working 40 minutes away. I keep thinking that I won't go to Nashville if I can't find someone to watch Darcy, but I don't think I'm going to find someone. I do have a contingency plan, but I don't want to use it.
I made it to Bible study and sat by (and talked to) a new person. Actually, she sat by (and talked to) me first. It's such a good thing that everyone is so friendly here or I'd be sitting by myself at a lot of these functions. Bible study was good...I like the girl/lady/person that leads it. It's a lot different (and shorter) than what I'm used to, and what we're learning is extremely applicable to my life right now.
I made it to the gym and a couple of things surprised me. First things first, I went for 10 minutes (almost completely non-stop) on the elliptical machine. The very first time I got on there, I could not go for more than 45 seconds. I thought my thighs were going to abandon ship. Today, I was glad to see the end of 10 minutes, but I wasn't dying to see the end. That is a completely new phenomenon. When I went to the treadmill to do the 2nd half of my cardio, I didn't even start breathing hard until the last few minutes. I kept my heart rate in the target zone, but not too far above (like last week) and I still felt fine. When I went to the weights, I did the weights that I had been doing, but this time, my muscles weren't begging me to stop. My workout was almost (dare I say) easy. And the scariest thing of all....after the Body Blast class on Saturday, I wasn't even sore. I WASN'T EVEN SORE!! Of course, we didn't do all that hopping around that we did the first 2 times, but still...I WASN'T EVEN SORE!! Tonight, when I told Brian all this, he asked me, "Do you know why that is?" He said it's because I'm in better shape now than I was 2 weeks ago. Oval, my friends, is a shape, too.