I don’t know about you but this week has seen sunshine and warmth. It’s a glorious thing friends. As I’m sitting and typing this, I can hear people mowing their lawns, raking, and being outside. It’s a beautiful, beautiful thing!
We’ve been taking full advantage of being outside. Hard to believe that last year, the little lady wasn’t walking or crawling so she didn’t get to experience outside play other than sitting on a picnic blanket watching her brothers run around. This year, she’s right in there and loving every second of it. It’s awesome and I’m excited for lots of time spent outside this year.
On the family front, we are still in limbo but slowly things have stabilized and we continue to pray for a positive outcome. I will say, this has been a real test of trusting in God’s timing and plans and believing that they are greater than our preconceived notions of how things should be. That reality has punched me in the face a few times over the past couple of weeks. Thankfully, in believing that comes a certain amount of peace in spite of the storms raging around us. For now, we continue to pray and hope and live each day with as much joy as possible. Laughter, after all, is the best medicine 🙂
We’re also enjoying having hubby home, even though he lasted about 12 hours before coming down with strep! Dang. Poor guy has been pretty miserable (and we’re not talking man sick) so hopefully his meds will kick in quickly.
I also realized that Battle Frog is coming up really quickly and I am not ready. Funny how time escapes you. Whatever goals I had when I registered back in the fall are definitely needing to change. If anything, I’m going to use this as an indicator of what I will need to work on for Spartan in July. I definitely need to increase my running because what I’m doing right now is ok but definitely not enough. I need to be more intentional about getting out and putting in the miles. This will be a real uphill battle starting next week when we have soccer two evenings, swimming one evening and I coach two evenings. If you do the math…that’s all five weeknights spoken for. I definitely need to get on my planning game, even if it means a summer of treadmill running (*weeps softly*).