Step by Step

Week 3. I will be keeping this post shorter than the previous 2 due to a lack of reading and a surplus of procrastination. For tomorrow a whole Shakespeare play has to be read and I've been cramming that dense reading into my noggin. There have been some odd side effects: poetic, old-timely speech. All of the sudden I'll start speaking as if I'm a Shakespearean character in the play.

But enough of homework, and onward to my exercise this week. I had planned on joining with my friend, Liz, and going to the more elite athlete's gym for some tennis, badminton, and the like, but she 'rolled' her ankle playing indoor soccer Thursday. It didn't come as much of a shock to me, knowing how intense of a player she is. This girl is pure muscle, one of those gym junkies.

So I quickly came up with a new plan after hearing of Liz's ankle. As it turns out, I couldn't come up with anything too original on such short notice and ended up deciding on going to the classes I went to a couple weeks ago. But, being caught up in catching up with Erika (a best friend), I came in a few minutes too late for the Core Body Express class. What a bummer.

And then I waited for the next free class: Abs & Back. While waiting, I did an abs warm up, using a machine, and a few leg machines. The ones where the legs are kind of flailing back and forth. 45 minutes later, the class began. Although it is only a 15 minute exercise, it is a dense as reading Shakespeare; just as much blood was pumped as brain juice this weekend. On a side note, tan people wear sweat so much better than the pales. We pale people just turn red and look flustered, while the darker skin merely shimmers more.

After the 15 minutes of the slightly painful abs and back strengthening, I still felt I needed to push myself. Perhaps it was a feeling of guilt for having missed the Core Body Express class that spurred me on to the track. Either way, I run all around that sucker. A whole dang mile and then some. I was really wanting to quit after a couple laps, but I decided to approach the task with a 'step by step' mentality, which helped so much, not only for that run but for reading the Shakespeare. Step by step, I will run, and word by word, I will read.

That mentality has been a goal in my mind, a theme I truly wish to see prominent in my life. Thinking into the future, into even the step after next, can potentially cause so many negative things. Worry, fear, anxiety.

"Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?... Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." Mathew 6:27 & 34.