Inconsistent me...

Hey. *sheepish grin* I've been busy this last week, packing, moving, setting up a new job, etc. etc. BUT I still should have posted the last couple weeks. Karissa and I have been doing Couch to 5k, as you know, and we did four weeks of the 9, before I tweaked my knee. A few days later, my knee felt so much better, but then my hip felt out of whack, and then I had to pack and move, and I didn't have time to run even if I wanted to. So it took us two weeks to do that fourth week. During the fourth week, I ran/walked 6 miles (2 each day). We'll talk and figure out how to pace it so I can get back on track--and stay injury free!

I'll admit, I am very vulnerable to self-hatred. Ironic, you may think, because I have a generally positive attitude, and the gift of encouragement. But for being so encouraging of others, God has been revealing to me about hypocrisy. Hypocrisy can take many forms. The one we're most familiar with is when people have high standards for others, but don't live up to them in their own life. However, hypocrisy is any time we say one thing and do another: the inconsistency in our actions and words, so to speak. God has been working on a kind of hypocrisy in my life: my words. I say really nice things to other people, but I am not always as kind in the kinds of things I say to myself. When my knee hurt, my first thoughts were of failure, frustration, and telling myself that if I didn't just push through it, I'd never develop discipline, and I'd only end up fat and lazy. I would NEVER say any of that to anyone else. Wouldn't even dream of it! So why do I say it to me? Truth comes from God the Father. That is certainly not truth! God has been challenging me to see myself the way that He sees me: a beautiful creation, worthy of being His temple. The "second greatest commandment" comes often to mind these days, as I learn to shape my words to myself: Love your neighbor as yourself. Loving yourself is necessary. Not to excessive, prideful levels, but in a way that reflects back to the Father's love for us: He loves me so much that Jesus died and rose again to cover my sin. And then sent His Spirit to reside in me. If I can believe that for other people, I can believe it for myself.

Mileage: let's say 6 miles, I can't be sure. running/walking, but more running than walking!