Running Partners - Some extra thoughts

I came across this passage today while reading, and seeing as I just posted about how much I love my husband for being my running partner, and how great it is having him there to support me. How great I feel being able to support him...

 Two people are better than one, for they can help each other succeed. If one person falls, the other can reach out and help. But someone who falls alone is in real trouble. (Ecclesiastes 4:9-10, NLT

Now this really applies to so many areas of our lives. It's basically why God made Eve. Because together, she and Adam would be better off than if it was just Adam. Together they had more of a reason to work hard and live and basically do anything.

Changes

I’ve been thinking a lot about how much I have changed over the past year and a half.

Some of it small.

Some of it big.

Some of it has been me finding myself.

Some of it has been me finding God.

Running Partners

I have been thinking a lot lately about the changes in my life.
Over the last year or so I have moved across the country, started attending and gotten involved with a new church (very different from what this girl grew up with mind you) and started finding out a whole bunch of stuff involving my health and our journey with all this crazy infertility stress.
Then this year started... My husband got his health straightened out and decided he needed to run a marathon with our church. You can read more about that here. So, we started. And through the soreness, aching muscles and intense pain, we pushed. We kept pushing. Through the sweat, the tears, and the occasional issues with sugar levels and getting dizzy (me not hubs) we persevered.
Then I realized something.
I HATE the feeling of rest days. I get antsy. Anxious. I want to MOVE. I want to RUN.
Seriously. When did this happen? When did I actually start to enjoy running?
I mean, i USED to like running. when I had to run the mile in PE class. Pushing myself to get faster, better times. Pushing myself to beat all the guys. All of a sudden, I’m feeling that same energy again. That same push to keep me going.
I’m also enjoying learning about myself. ABout my body. How far I can push myself. I have learned that while I wanna give up around the halfway point and need encouragement to get going, I’m finding that the last portion of the run gets me wanting to push farther and faster. I want to get back to the car and to my water bottle. Hubs, has a different problem. He enjoys the whole thing. Around the halfway point is where he is still feeling great, and encourages me. But when we hit the last portion - the one where I feel excited and pumped, That’s when he need the encouragement to keep pushing through.
It’s one of the great things about having a running partner. :-) They encourage you and support you when you feel your worst.
I guess this just means that I have one more reason to love my husband for being my running partner. He pushes me to do better and go farther.

What are we Teaching?

I work with kids a lot, and I enjoy every minute of it. I've always loved working with kids. And our journey with infertility doesn't make it any harder. In fact, it makes me love spending time with them even more. Crazy?
Maybe.
Maybe I'm just thankful that God has placed me in a position where I get to spend so much time with these young kids, teach them and most importantly, learn from them.
But then comes the hard part. The constant reminder of "what kind of example am I setting?"

Nephew Time

Got to spend time with my nephew today. Made me a very happy auntie :-)

Weight Loss Update (including pics)

I haven't really lost much weight per se, but I have definitely been dropping sizes! it's a great feeling,  but it's also REALLY annoying with nothing fits!!!

Insurance, Infertility, and Birth Control

I like reading commentary articles, blog posts and a bunch of stuff like that. It's always fun, even if somewhat aggravating, to read what others believe and how they feel about certain issues. Some I laugh at, because you can see they don't have any clearly thought out arguments for or against something. They just have a gut instinct. I can respect that, but I have to laugh when they try to turn gut instinct into logical argument. Others are thought provoking and make me question my own beliefs on the issue. Or maybe they reaffirm my desire to remain undecided on a certain issue.