Spring?

At 11:30 tonight I had to make a walmart run. I opened the door and it was snowing! No! No! No! (that is me whimpering, not a temper tantrum) After a week of almost perfect spring weather, I don't know if my poor hot-weather-loving self can take it.

Short Strides

While running the other night I realized the reason I am such a slow runner is because I take short strides. I'm not really in good enough shape to change that very dramatically right now, but I'm working on it. Which got me thinking...I'm slow at cleaning my house too. And I'm slow at getting out the door, and at getting ready in the morning, and at teaching my kids, and at preparing lessons, and at preparing meals, and at just about everything else I can think of that I do in a day. So, maybe I'm just a short strides kind of girl. I don't think it is something to be ashamed of. Not something to celebrate. Just something to realize that that is who I am. While I know I should always strive to do a little better, I am glad to know that I can be me, short strides and all.