There’s a “Greatest Hits” theme going on over at Works for Me Wednesday today so I thought I’d revisit the post that consistently stays near the top of the “Top 10” list here at Pragmatic Compendium.
Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go.” Joshua 1:9 (NIV)
“. . . So we didn’t go to church. But what an amazing time together, listening to my children talk about their faith they way they never do when we are rushing through our day and our week. PinkGirl even forgot about the storm. Now, we can say: “Have I not commanded you . . . ” and she will repeat it and continue through the end of the verse.
I need that verse too. I mentioned that I am FINALLY going to get rid of my fibroids by having a hysterectomy this year. Things are progressing and the realization that I’m going to have another surgery and go under general anesthesia – which is scarier to me than any pain resulting from the surgery – is settling in. I HATE going under. See when I’m under, I have NO control over what’s happening. I have to trust OTHER PEOPLE with my LIFE. I’m continuing through the process, taking action one step at a time, but I know the night before the surgery is going to come with some Ambien.
What I need to see is GOD working through those people. Let me tell myself that again. I need to see GOD working through those other people. He’ll be there in the operating room with me because he loves me. He’ll be there in the operating room. He’ll be there in the operating room. He’ll be there . . .
What I also need to do is to stop feeling guilty about having this surgery. Thoughts creep in and out of my day – I could just live with the daily iron pills and frequent bleeding. It’s not like I have a “real” problem. I’ve had a pap smear, an internal and external sonogram, a cervical biopsy, and two different kinds of endometrial biopsies. There is no cancer, there are no polyps, nothing suspicious. Just annoying bleeding and low iron that can be treated with a daily supplement. But. I know that life will be better if my iron levels are normal. I know I will be more active if I don’t have to deal with the bleeding. I KNOW the surgery is the right thing to do. My hormone levels are completely normal – no sign of menopause. So if I wait for menopause to stop the bleeding, I’ll be waiting a very long time.
Twice now, I’ve walked the track during FavoriteSon’s track practice. Since they actually USE the track during track practice, I’ve been walking outside the outside lane (lane #8). I was able to get in 12 laps in an hour. Supposedly, 4 laps equal one mile. This confused me. I had gotten down to a 16 minute mile. Why is it taking me an hour to walk 3 miles? Then I realized. The 400 meter lap (or 1/4 mile lap) is measured on the INSIDE lane or lane #1. I was walking OUTSIDE the outside lane, often in the grass, sometimes up some steps and through the bleachers. I asked FavoriteSon if he knew the measurements. Nope.
So I Googled and came up with this Track Calculator. It turns out, on a standard high school or college track, with 42 inch lanes, there are some differences:
Walking the track 4 times:
Lane 1 – .994 miles
Lane 2 – 1.01 miles
Lane 3 – 1.028 miles
Lane 4 – 1.044 miles
Lane 5 – 1.061 miles
Lane 6 – 1.077 miles
Lane 7 – 1.094 miles
Lane 8 – 1.111 miles
So if I had walked 12 laps in lane #8, I would have walked 3.332 miles. But I didn’t walk in lane 8, I walked OUTSIDE of lane 8, and in the bleachers. The calculator didn’t measure that. And my (second) stupid pedometer can’t seem to measure it correctly either. I’ll just call it 3.332 miles.
I also learned that my online Exercise Log, which was supposed to keep me accountable, was for all intents and purposes, invisible. So I found a graphic to replace the text link. You can’t miss it now. When you click on the photo of the clock with the 10 pound hand weights, you can see whether I sat on my . . . couch all day or actually stuck with my action plan. I walked my 3.332 miles today to make up for the fact that I was a bum this weekend. My goal is 20 minutes a day, but right now, I’m trying to get 1.5 miles into that time. I’m currently at 1.5 miles at 22 minutes and holding. If I get to 20 minutes without getting shin splints, I’ll bump up the distance again.