Sunday, January 31, 2010

January Summer Times

I can't honestly say it feels like summertime as I am continually reminded that it's January. And I haven't been to Mr. Freeze, Pee Wee's, a baseball game, or swimming. Weird. But it has been great to experience summer on this side. Saturday night we had a great group of friends sitting with us on our deck for a BBQ... and the feeling of summer started to creep in. I hope it sticks around for another month or two.

I made a promise to myself to blog at least once a month this year. Today is January 31 (in the States, Feb 1 in NZ- hey it counts). Why do so many goals work like this? We set them. We want them. But we never achieve them. So so so frustrating. And especially when we know how rewarding it is to do what we want to do. I have also set a goal to run a half marathon this year- there is one in Welli in 3 weeks. My training is on schedule and I am so encouraged by the discipline and confidence that has insued. This weekend when I was running further than I've ever run before I thought; everyone should set a goal....and achieve it. It inspires me to achieve more and more goals and I think that's how we get somewhere. Hence this post.

I went to breakfast with my friend Jill last Friday. It was one of the most encouraging meals in a long time. Jill is wise and real and so kind. I really appreciate her friendship. (And having a job that lets me spend 2 hours with her on a Friday morning). She tells me what it's like to have 2 kids under the age of 3 and all the life that comes with that. She fills me in on the ups and the downs. And she always listens to those around her. So many great things to take away from a breakfast like that.

So there you have it. My January posting. I hope to get 2 in for February. Hold me to it. Because sometimes we need others with us to pursue a goal. And I really, really like going after goals. Because it's not making a goal or achieving a goal that means the most. It's the fact that we are putting one step in front of the other to do what we're made to do.

I love and miss all of you. - Lace