Day 28: Rest

Now, I know I said I was going to start incorporating the stretch video into my routine, but not today.  Today, I rested.  I have a lot going on this week, including a playdate all this morning and dinner with the pastor and his wife in our home this evening.  I've done anything but rest.  I'll get there.  I promise. 

And now, for my buddy Josh who is struggling:  Your blog entry today reeks of fear.  You say you don't tolerate uninterrupted routines, but what I read was fear of the new routine and desire to go back to the old routine.  It's like when I lose weight and still hang on to my "fat pants."  In my head, I've told myself that it's just a matter of time before I need those fat pants again and I better not get rid of them.  The only problem is, the fat pants, while comfortable and familiar, are also very sad.  And the bigger problem is, as long as they're there, I inevitably go back to them.  You are holding on to your fat pants old routine when you need to Goodwill that sucker into oblivion.  It's not an option anymore.  You missed a few runs?  Big deal.  You ate crap?  So what?  It's done.  You can't change it.  LET IT GO. 

I need you and Lizzie and everyone who's reading this on board.  I can't do it alone.  You can't do it alone.  You've got the support you need, and if you need me to call you an emo double quitter to get you back on that track, then so be it.  I will call you that until the day you die.  And if that doesn't work, I'll chop off my ponytail.  And if that doesn't work?  I'll chop off YOUR ponytail, quit worship team and heckle you each and every Sunday from the cheap seats in the back until you're running like Forrest Gump on steroids.  I mean it.  Oh, and happy anniversary.  That's exciting. 

Day 28:  Brought.