the next mountain…

May 18, 2008

I’ve been feeling all sorts of angsty lately.  I’m not sure if it is watching my sister carry a life long mission of hope to Rwanda or an old friend turn herself into a fitness model in 12 weeks, but I’ve been trying to figure out why all of this is stirring up so much in me.

I think it’s because something big is brewing, something besides my belly.

Angst is kind of like an old auntie. She can be annoying at moments but she always has good advice.  She shows you there is something new to uncover and experience, even if it takes some work to figure it out.

The trick is to listen and honor your own path for it always brings the greatest joy. So while I watch the loveliness of adventures to Rwanda and washboard abs, I think I found my next mountain.

It’s a marathon, not in size,  an actual marathon. I’ve discovered I really gain lots of energy from challenging and seeing what my body can do. I need a big goal, something I’m not totally sure I can do but want to try.

So, move to 1300sq. ft house with 5 people first, have a baby second, marathon 2009 third. Can you dig it? I’m feeling hopeful and better already.

Where is your old auntie taking you? follow her, she knows the way.

5 Responses to “the next mountain…”

  1. Amy Says:

    With all the “marathons” you have already ran, a real one will not be a problem.

  2. Ann Says:

    Is anyone else singing “Climb Every Mountain?” You are strong and life is long. Of course you can do it.

  3. Dave Lemen Says:

    Woohoo! Which one?

  4. Amy Says:

    go for it! mind if I live vicariously? about the running, that is, I’ll leave the moving and baby carrying to you!

  5. Sarah Says:

    oooh–I want to start running too! Let’s go do the marathon in Hawaii!

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