6 year old for sale

Tonight at 7pm I will officially become reinstated as an athlete. I will lace up my tennis shoes and will attempt to learn how to run properly instead of looking like I'm running in pain or from something.

I have had many "what the heck am I doing" moments over this last week. I mean c'mon, running?

When I was in high school and Spring would roll around I dreaded when the bell would ring at 3:30 and I had to go dress for track. Volleyball...loved it, basketball...played it, track...hated it. Our school was out in the country and we didn't have a track so we had to run telephone poles for our practice...oh my goodness I was so happy when the doctor told me I had a hip pointer and couldn't participate anymore.

Here's the definition of a hip pointer in case you don't know:

The hip pointer is a contusion or deep bruise to the bone called the iliac crest. This is the bone you feel at the top of your hips on either side. The athlete with a hip pointer experiences instant pain and disability.

Rejoicing with an ice pack on my hip over the diagnosis of a hip pointer goes to show just how much I despised the sport of running. Just seemed so pointless as I ran from telephone pole to telephone pole only to end up back in the school parking lot completely exhausted.

So I just have to ask myself twenty years after being a track drop out:

Self, what are you doing?

I need your prayers sisters. At 7pm tonight I need to be given the ability to soar on wings like eagles and run and not grow weary, and of course walk and not be faint. So if you could just pray Isaiah 40:31 over me tonight that would be fantastic.

As you may have read in my post Thick Truth, my 6 year old Alivia motivated me even after I read her entry to her 1st grade teacher and she described me as being white and thick. My husband has dark skin and so my kids who are bi-racial have the advantage of an instant tan. All year. It's just so unfair in the summer because no matter how much color I think I've added to my skin tone, according to my roommates, I'm still pale.

Just as my confidence starts to rise it plummeted a little after yesterday. I had Alivia here at work with me since summer vacation has begun. Suddenly she came running into my office and picked up the phone off the other desk. She had a note pad with a phone number she had written on it. I of course asked her who she was calling as she began to dial. With much excitement and as serious as she could be she hung up the phone and just like her Daddy started talking with her hands as she said:

"Mom, I just saw this on TV and I want to buy it for you. It's a super shaver and you can shave your arms, legs (she's pointing to every body part), your underarms, your lip and your chin. I want to get this for you. It's only $19.99."

Trying to comprehend all she just told me, I tried to tell her I was fine, paranoid now, but fine with my 2 dollar tweezers at home, but she was insistent. Later while I was trying to balance the company check book I was unaware she had come back in my office and got back on the phone until I heard her say, "Oh man, I only have 10 minutes to order this!" I assume the infomercial told her if she ordered the Tweeze within 10 minutes she could get it for $9.99!

SOOOOOOO...my 6 year old has innocently given me a complex. I don't know if a beginner's running clinic can help me at all now because apparently being thick is the least of my problems.

If we have to do introductions tonight how does this sound...

"Hello, my name is Lelia. I am 37. I am white, thick and I have a hairy chin and I sport a mustache. I'm glad to be here."

I'm sure I'll have many begging to be my running partner.

Anyway, every Thursday starting tomorrow, I'll share with you what I learn on Wednesday night and will give you the homework they give us. Yes, I'll actually be given running assignments to do in between our meeting times each Wednesday. Remember, this is for beginner's so they teach us how to work up to a mile, two miles, etc.

Those who want to join me this summer...we can do this!

Oh, and did I mention there is a 6 year old for sale on e-bay?

She's a life coach that will tell you like it is and motivate the heck out of you or make you feel like hiding. You can find her right next to the Tweeze she thinks I need...

~Many Blessings~