Tonight, I decided to liberate myself from 8 inches of unwanted hair. It feels so good to be rid of it! No pictures of the new 'do yet, but I dig it. I might have my mom trim it up a little more. I was trying to be conservative (relatively speaking), and leave a little extra for the inevitable corrective trimming. Oh... didn't I mention...? I cut it myself. I'm sure the back is crooked as heck, but my hair is wavy (which covers a multitude of sins) and it's good enough for a day or two til I can get to my mom's.
I feel so free! I know it is just a hair cut, but I have kept my hair long for years now, and not purely due to my preference, so cutting it off after dozens of fought-off impulses to do so, really feels great.
Maybe it's a mini mid-life crisis I'm going through, but I just needed a change, and I kind of feel like reclaiming myself from the heap of pseudo-identity that taking on different roles in life has created. I think I'm crawling out of something like apathy.
Besides shedding the mane, I've started working out again. I'm sick of the fatness, and I'm kicking it to the curb. I just finished reading P.A.C.E. : The 12 Minute Fitness Revolution, and tonight, completed my first PACE workout. It felt awesome! I dusted off my high-end rebounder that I had stashed under a bed for at least a year, and did my first high-intensity interval routine. I really like how it feels, and I can't wait to start seeing results. Bye bye, aerobics. Bye bye, fat. :P I realized that I am nearly 30, and if I don't do something about my fatness now, I'm going to get really old really fast. I want to be healthy at 40, not fat and tired and sickly. I'm optimistic about this new program. :) Finding myself wishing I had a stationary bike, though.
Tomorrow may be a monumental day for my family. I asked Tim if I could take the kids to church for Easter, and he eventually settled on coming with us so he can watch them in their class, so they won't be "alone". He doesn't trust anyone with the kids. I assured him that the risk of anything happening to them in that environment is very low, but he insists. Fine with me. Maybe he'll learn something in Sunday School. :) I'm just hoping everyone gets up tomorrow without much trouble. This will be the very first trip to church for the kids, and the first time Tim has gone since we had the kids. Of course, he won't be in the room for the sermon, but oh well. God is good, and he can use anything for his glory. Amen.
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I loved your new do! I forgot to tell you...but I DID think it! And it was good seeing your whole family there! I hope they felt welcome!
I think this is a fairly normal thing at 30...I certainly felt it approaching 30 and one of the reasons I started my blog. This is the second time I've quoted this...but Plum was on an interview on the radio the other day. She said all Moms/Wives/Christians need something they are passionate about that is not their children and husband. In context, they were asking her which is more important to her...her music or her kids. She said for her to be a good mom, she has to write music. And (in her words) it just so happens she gets paid for it. She also emphasized that this passion doesn't have to be something that is paid - but something that pulls at your heart...whatever that is.
Anyway - thought I'd share because it struck me. I enjoy writing - and that is one of the reasons I started my blog. And that is my passion. :-P I think... ;-)
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