Ok, so maybe these aren't so important, but I'm kinda bored...so I thought I'd blog about some lessons I've learned/relearned recently.
Walking Shoes
Those who know me, know that I have terrible, no good, very bad feet. I will go into NYC for the day, and for about a week afterwards I will be limping around because my feet (especially the left one) are sore.
So, the day before I left for Utah, I bought a pair of $60 walking shoes. I got into Utah on a Wednesday, and on Thursday I went walking. My pedometer said I logged in about 12 miles of total walking during the day. On Friday, I went hiking. On Saturday, I did a little more walking...followed by a six-mile round-trip walk to and from church on Sunday. Yes, my foot was a tad sore, but not nearly as bad as it would have been without the walking shoes (and, honestly, I think twisting my ankle hiking did more damage than the walking itself).
Lesson 1: Walking shoes are worth the money
Jeans on a Diet
I'm on Weight Watchers. It's going fairly well, but I did take a week off for my Birthday. The Saturday before I turned 18, I went shopping for my annual Birthday outfit. I tried on a pair of jeans at Wal-Mart, and I was so excited that the were a size 4 that I didn't pay attention to the other detail of the sizing...they were a size 4 petite.
So, I returned them the day after my Birthday (which was an adventure in itself). They didn't have any size 4 regulars in that brand, so I tried another brand that was priced the same. The size 6 in that brand fit perfectly.
So, I start following Weight Watchers again starting on July 1. Less than a week later, the jeans are falling off of me. They're HUGE.
Lesson 2: Don't shop if you aren't following your diet plan.
2 o'clock, 3 o'clock, 4
I don't sleep well at night sometimes. Especially these past few nights. I'm not exactly sure what's going on. Some of it's just thinking too much...a few "nightmares..."
So, the other night, just before 2 AM here in Utah (4 AM in Jersey), I send a friend a text message saying I can't sleep (and something else). I set the phone down (figuring she's already asleep...it was about 3 AM where she was) and go off to read. A few minutes later, she calls...and we talk on the phone for about half-an-hour (once I accidently hang up on her...stupid awesome touch screen) She prays for me (and I end up hanging up on her again because I can't stop crying.)
And that's not the first time something like that has happened either.
Lesson 3: There are people who care and who are there for me...sometimes at the weirdest hours.
Struggling
Ok, so this isn't really some thing I've learned from experience, but Pmat (my youth pastor for those strangers who are stalking me) posted this on his blog on June 26th, and it caught my eye when I reread it just now. Let's just say I really needed to read it.
Lesson 4: The problem is not struggling...the problem is giving in.
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