Darco is woken up by her store, notifying her of a scheduling error…resulting in her heading to work for two hours this afternoon.
Phone call results in us falling behind in time to get to church.
The Mazda3 has hit the level of “epic” in regards to a flat tire.
Yep…it’s definitely Sunday.
-D-
I shook three hands and held two conversations on my own at church this morning. Maintained eye contact and even smiled.
I’m getting better at this.
-D-
Amazing what a solid eight hours of sleep will do for your attitude…
-D-
Always enjoy snagging a photo of one very beautiful wife on Sunday mornings…
Happy Sunday!
-D-
What?
It’s completely fine to be grateful that I get to go to GCC with this beautiful woman…
Her hair...yes...
Happy Sunday!
-D-
I’m coming to love Sunday’s, it’s the rest day on the training schedule, I always wind up outside of the apartment, and most likely we can be found at MC and Jim’s place a few miles south of the city.
Today, as has been the case for several weeks, MC has been in her ‘canning mode’ from the garden. Taking vegetables from the garden and sealing them up in glass for the year ahead. This includes mint jelly, basil jelly, salsa, and all sorts of relish. As Darco and I continue to strive for a bit of healthier (and financially conscious), we started to looking more into the canning world, especially with Darco growing her own tomatoes along our patio.
Here’s a quick glimpse of some of the random fun that went on in the Midwest…
Amazing what random thoughts transpire over a steak at dinner…
While finishing up the weekend with Darco, we were enjoying dinner this evening and I was in mid-monologue about something that really struck me as unique; the inability to focus on the task at hand, and if it is temptation deviating from the overall goal?
Let me explain:
While at church this morning I thought up a fun t-shirt (in my warped world). It was rather simple, all black with white font that read My Bass Drop Is My Worship. It was a thought that tended to go against the current trend of acoustic/rock gospel music that runs through the airwaves today. Personally, I just think a crazy bass drop inside a ‘worship chorus’ would be absolutely face-melting awesome. It was something that caught my attention this morning. That turned into a clothing brand idea, which turned into a brand name, which turned into a business plan. Quite seriously that was my early afternoon while enjoying the World Cup final at Rock & Run Brewery.
With that random thought in mind, I shared it with Darco at dinner and while sharing it with her it dawned on me…
My objective is to train. My objective is to run.
I’ll gladly confess to having problems of finding five million projects to work on at once, it’s part of the curse of working with social media. You learn to ingest and create new content 24/7. That’s the expectation of the job. However, if left unchecked it can also dramatically affect your personal life also (food for thought). It was around the time that our food came out that I looked and Darco and simply said, “I think it’s temptation. There are so many things that I could be doing, but for now I have to focus. I’m to focus on training, I’m to focus on running.” The rest of life (work, family, church, etc…) moves on without a hitch, but outside of that I’ve made the specific commitment to focus on running for the next two years. Not only as a form of life, but also as growing closer in the form of my worship to my God.
Perhaps that’s another element of “XXXI”, learning to focus on what the priorities are and learning how to follow through with the commitments that you make. One of my biggest regrets/disappointments with the Kansas City Shock was knowing how many people I let down because I didn’t follow through with my word. Practically speaking I lied; I lied to people involved, fans, family, and even myself. My prayer is that “XXXI”, in a strange way, can be a form of redemption and forgiveness for the past failures and transgressions that still feel recent.
Maybe someday that shirt will be made, and maybe a new adventure will come along the horizon. For now though, I eat the food I’m supposed to eat, I lift the weights I’m supposed to lift, and I train, and I train, and I train. Each moment that the sweat is pouring, I’m praying; each moment the breathing is heavy, I’m praising.
I want my focus to be on the personal ability to demonstrate my worship to my Father.
-D-
Churches aren’t growing because of new members. Just church goers moving from one sheep pen to another.
Yeah…that just summed up my Sunday.
Epic.
-D-
The title of this post should terrify you.
Darco and I were in the apartment this morning, plotting out our world domination [per usual], and we started speaking about her opportunity for promotion with Starbucks this month.
That’s when we took a break, and started crunching some ‘hypothetical’ numbers. We factored in my monthly pay, and her adjusted pay with her new pay salary when she promotes [trust me, she’s going to promote]. That’s when we sat in the bedroom, nearly startled at our discovery.
If…
Darco gets promoted, and I maintain the position I currently have with the investment firm in Kansas City; we could actually be…in theory…
100% debt free by Christmas of 2015
Some of you know of my college debt, and there has been some theme of it throughout this site. Darco and I, myself nearly shaking, just kept going over the numbers and realizing. It’s possible. After a decade of personal debt, there is a potential light at the end of the tunnel. When you’ve dealt with such high debt for so long you tend to just acknowledge that it’s something you’re just going to ‘deal with’ for the rest of your life; like a house mortgage.
What if that wasn’t the case?
Sure, it does revolve around a giant if but…can you just wrap your head around that concept?
-D-
I have come to this conclusion:
There is no other word I despise such as the word:
Settled
-D-
Signing On The X 