Notes
About the only good thing about it was that I got to listen to music for an hour. I forgot to take Ibuprofen, and realized this about a half mile into the warmup after wondering why my hip was particularly onery. I don't feel like writing right now because I'm really tired, but I feel like Relient K can sum up my feelings pretty well, and it's kind of funny because "Be My Escape" is the song I ended my run to...
"...I'm giving up,
On doing this alone now,
Cuz I've failed and I'm ready to be shown how
He's shown me the way and I'm tryin to get there
And this life sentence that I'm serving,
I admit that I'm every bit deserving,
But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair
Cuz I've been housing all this doubt,
And insecurity,
And I've been locked inside this house,
All the while You hold the key,
And I've been dying to get out,
And it might be the death of me
And even though there's no way of knowing
Where to go, I promise I'm going because...
I gotta get outta here,
I'm stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake, yeah,
I gotta get outta here,
And I'm beggin You, I'm beggin You, I'm beggin You to be my escape..."
We'll see how much He's been listening to my begging on Monday. Monday is a day of reckoning, indeed. I'm actually really scared about it. As I told Slichter today, I might find out that A) my season is over, B) the crap that my season already is is just going to continue, or C) my season might still be salvageable with the right help. I pray to God that it's A or C, more C than A, but I'm really not sure that He is going to give me an answer on Monday.