"Can't Get Away"

I am an arrow, I am a rocket
I am a river and nothing can stop it
Cause You are the target and You are the atmosphere
You are the ocean that keeps pulling me, You're pulling me here

And I, can't get away, can't get away
Can't get away, can't get away
I can't get away, can't get away...I keep running into You

I am a beggar, You are the table
I am so helpless, God You are so able
And when I get turned around You change my direction
You're so perfect, I'm so broken, here You come with arms wide open
Chasing after me down every road
You're always waiting there

And I, can't get away, can't get away
Can't get away, can't get away
I can't get away, can't get away...I keep running into You

Even when I close my eyes, I can't help but see
There's no place that I can hide, You're such a part of me
I can't get away cause I keep running into You
I can't get away...

-Rush of Fools

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it's getting serious now...

oooh, two blog posts in a row.
I must be getting dedicated or something.

It is such a beautiful day outside, and I have a list of chores and homework that needs accomplishing...however, I may just put a hold to those things (because I am so good at doing that) and lay out on the roof of my apartment building.
I think my body needs some natural vitamin D more than anything else lately.
Besides, it's not my fault all the washing machines were taken, right?

These are the days where God reminds me how important it is to sit and soak up a moment at a time.
Instead of straining my eyes to see where I am going to be in a week, a month, a year--I've got to stop and simply be where I am. God knows what I need, when I need it, and if I let Him handle the details, He'll handle them.
I am coming to major crossroads in life, and I really think that God is trying to teach me to slow down and take it a day at a time. Instead of trying to make my decisions now, why don't I just make them when I get there?

I'm sure that all of this is not new to the few of you, but I think I simply needed to lay it out there so that I have it in solid form.
Also, I just wanted to procrastinate on everything else for awhile. : )

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sweatin' for my fitness

I should exercise. Really.
Standing around and checking out my butt in the floor-length mirror is doing nothing for me, except reminding me of how well that cellulite cream that I bought on sale does NOT work.
In fact (I just accidentally typed "in fat"...how symbolic is that?), in a burst of "I will get thin" motivation, I just signed up for the Self 2009 Challenge.
I tried this last year, and made it about half way. However, they've reformatted a lot and it looks much more "user-friendly" than before. You now have the ability to choose your form of exercise and also determine how much you want to lose.
Unfortunately, I have just been jarred into shapely reality by discovering that in order to lose 2 pounds per week, I have to burn 500 calories a day (or 3,500 calories a week) while eating 1,600 calories a day.

aka, starve and work my butt off while doing so.

They also have a handy meal plan, but unfortunately they seem to have forgotten that we are in a recession period here in America and also, I am a full-time college student with a part-time job and a husband who is in the same boat. We shop at Aldi (the "family dollar" of grocery stores), not Whole Foods. In fact, the only time I have ever even set foot in a Whole Foods was when I was doing this colon/liver cleanse and had to buy all this organic stuff or I was just going to end up putting in more parasites than I took out. But that's another post for another time...

Anyway, all of this to say, that I now have to a) exercise forever, b) starve while, c) eating the only rabbit food I can afford.

Can we just go back to the days of corsets and pantaloons where your big thighs were covered up by big bloomers and your excess fat was pushed up to make your bosoms look larger?
I mean, come on.
Looks like it's time to invest in some Spanx.

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