True Confessions of a Shopaholic

I wasn't sure what to title this blog entry. My first option was: Goals, Second: Quarter Marathon Here I Come, and lastly: True Confessions of a Shopaholic. Obviously I chose the latter. Here's why:I have been really convicted lately that I need to take better care of my body. I need to get in shape. I would love to shed a few pounds, but most importantly I want a healthy heart, body and mind. So, my bestest bud ever (from high school) Denee and I decided to run a quarter marathon. I know, many of you are thinking..."big whoop...that's like 6 miles" but let me just tell you WE ARE OUT OF SHAPE. I have been pregnant and nursing babies for what seems like forever. Every part of me sits about 2 inches lower than it used to, and I haven't exercised at all in a long time. In fact, when I told Ryan I was going to start running he laughed and noted that he wouldn't have to worry about losing me (we live in the country) because I wouldn't get past the stop sign (I can see that from here!). I tell you that only because working out really is out of character for me (and Ryan so kindly pointed it out). So, I have a few months to get in shape until our quarter marathon! I spent the afternoon researching upcoming events, workout routines...and running shoes. The running shoes led me to check out pants, then tank-tops, then....ohhhhh, you get the idea. Tonight when Ryan got home my mom and I took off to the Nike Outlet and grabbed a few essentials for my new venture. Only the bare necessities of course: new running shoes, tanks, a hat, a pink headband and pink workout watch. As we walked out of the store, all excited, I burst into laughter. I always joke that I enjoy shopping for hobbies more than I actually enjoy most hobbies--depressing? yes. True? yes. All that to say I am really excited about getting in shape. I am excited about spending more time with Denee'. I am excited about practing self-discipline. I am excited about setting a good example for my children about what it means to be a good steward of what God gives us. I am excited to prove Ryan wrong!--be watching for me waaaaaay past the stop sign...I will be the one in the pink headband!