working it out

well, my exercising has been going fairly well, although i had to take a 2-day hiatus due to exhaustion. last friday, i worked my butt off, and by saturday, fatigue had really set into my bones. i had a paltry workout on saturday morning, and then took sunday and yesterday off. i needed the rest, obviously, because today when i went back in there, i was pretty much ready to go. it feels good to sweat, to be sore, to know that you're doing something....

in other news, i've been rather down the last few days. a wave of sadness washed over me late last week, and i haven't really been able to get out from under it. it would be easy to sit and analyze the reasons for it. but the truth is that i don't really need a reason. i've got lots of them from which to choose. it's really not about that, though....it's more along the lines of God bringing up another round of mess for me to process, and while it hurts, i'm grateful for it. it's changing me and making me stronger in Him.

to feel one's pain: this is a discipline more difficult to master than any stationary bike-riding regimen or weight routine will ever hope to be.

and so, i plod ahead....