Nearly there...and being grateful.

Hey guys,
Nearly there with feeling decent.
managed to eek out 30 minutes on an elliptical and do 100 situps while fighting a bit of nausea and cramping..yeah me!
lol.
Calories are higher than I would like but it was from consuming orange juice.
Trying to kick this thing in the rear.
Three days is long enough to be sick, thank you.

Now on to a rather depressing subject.
Death.
I feel like I have been reading or hearing about it all week long.
Not that I want to dwell on death.
Maybe it's this time of year.
Maybe it's because it's getting dark earlier.
Maybe it's some of the blogs I read. (very probably this last one)
I am 36.
or as I sometimes think of it....a little under half dead.
We are only given so many years to kick around here.
I don't want to spend my life dying.
I want to spend it living.
Some people waste their lives.
They sit in darkened corners complaining about how things didn't go their way. How life is unfair.
They blather on..day after day after day over things they could control, but choose not to.
I understand that sometimes life seems overwhelming.
I went through a period of a very near mental malfunction.
But honestly it was because there were things that I had refused to face and the stink and the problems had gotten so big that they seemed insurmountable.
And at the precise time it all came to a head and I needed to deal with them because I hadn't up till that point, my legs were cut out from underneath me by an emotional blindside.
mental and emotional inventory and clean up is an ongoing process..
Deal with the problems as they come or they will deal with you.
Lesson learned.
I have been reading about some families lately.
There are people who are handed huge bags of crap, things that would have or should have crushed them mentally and spiritually..
And somehow they are still functioning.
Through God's grace I would imagine.
I read today that a lady who lost her little girl in an accident three months ago..she put this on her mirror...
The phrase
I can do hard things.

I CAN DO hard things.

If she can say it.
I can.
We can.
We can stop eating for comfort.
We can exercise.
We can face the day with a determined attitude.
And a grateful attitude.
Because we have been given another day.
I have been given a family.
Two healthy children.
A decent husband.
A roof over my head.
Food in my belly.
I am going to use my life to my full advantage for as long as I have it.
What will you do with your tomorrows?
Hugs,
Chris