It's Friday morning, and I just woke up. My wife is off work and our daughter and granddaughter are coming this way around 9:00 or 9:30. We are going to Jackson. On the way, we will drop the last of the diabetes money off at the DFM office in Ridgeland. It has been a good fundraising year.
I did not blog yesterday because I had to work, had to be in Moorhead at 8:30 a.m. We had an interview committee to hire not one but two English teachers. I do not like this necessary and important business. I do not like to sit in judgement of someone else, and I do not like being part of breaking someone's heart. I have received that letter. I know how it hurts. Yes, I know, it's life. But that does not mean I have to like it.
Wednesday I swam 4,650 in the little pool. It went like this:
2,000 40:35
800 for time 13:15
then a bunch of other stuff.
Thursday I gave into my want to and swam
2,100 40:02
900 for time 14:31
(see what I did there?) then a bunch of other stuff for a total of 4,450 yards.
I did not run. I did lift. My plans were to swim this morning. I woke up and knew that I needed rest more than I needed a swim. So I peck at the computer. I wait on the coffee. I wait on the girls. It will be a good day. Thank you, Jesus.
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