Blue-Eyed Breather

Sunday mornings, I have the joy of going on early morning runs. Before the day gets going, before I have to get ready for church, before a packed (but wonderful) day, I love setting apart this time to run, think, pray, and crank up my worship music. This morning, my lungs were struggling a bit more than usual, so I walked more of my "run" than I normally do. That gave me extra time and energy to take in the beauty and creativity of my God. On my run, I saw... A beautiful sunrise, An absolute stillness and peace, The president's super awesome house, A Baylor squirrel who let me get extremely close to him, And much needed reminders through Scripture around campus.  Thank you God for these still and quiet moments with You on Sunday mornings. This is the day that the Lord has made! Let us rejoice and be glad in it!

Some of my best blogging times have occurred while I'm at the gym. I don't like watching TV in general, and my mind tends to go crazy if I just listen to music the whole time I'm working out. Therefore, I blog. Obviously, I can't really run and blog well, but I can bike or get on the elliptical and type pretty decently. It's one of my many talents. So here I am, biking away on the stationary bike. (By the way, have you ever thought how weird it is to bike, jog or stairstep in place? You're not actually moving forward, but your body is moving as if you were. Who came up with this stuff?) Anyway, as I'm exercising, I can't help but notice how out of shape I must seem to people who don't know about my CF. I'm huffing and puffing on such a low level of resistance, I'm trying to cover up my progress so others can't see how I'm doing. Not to mention the fact that I'm a sweaty hot mess. How I yearn to be able to run a mile without st...