Sorry for the poor quality, I don't have a scanner so I just took a picture of a pic I had.
I do not rope any more.
I do not do much of anything other than change diapers, make meals and go to church, any more.
and I'm okay with that... I love my life...
I miss roping some times.
I miss doing sports in general, some times.
When I see sports on tv my palms get sweaty and my heart races.
I really loved sports.
When my mom and dad talk about how they went roping... well just as I'm typing this my body gets a little surge of energy!
I played basketball, volleyball, ran track and rodeoed -
not all at the same time and not in that order.
I was always doing something.
My junior year I gave it all up to double up my studies and graduate early and concentrate on rodeo.
Rodeo took priority.
It's what I did for 2 years straight. Go to school, come home, ride my horses,
practice. practice. practice.
I loved it.
I was good at it.
It was fun.
I don't necessarily want to get back to the point where I can rope again...
I do want to get to the point where I feel like I'm living my life...
I would like to be able to do something "sporty like".
I want to live long enough to watch my boys grow up.
**This is where this post gets sad. I know what your thinking -
Your thinking ... This post started out so cheery and fun...
Sorry Charlie! (or Sandra, Misty, Diva, Mom, Taylor, Shelley - don't be sad if your name isn't mentioned here - you know I love you)
- Reality has just set in for this ole girl and something has got to change!
I never thought it could happen to me, I never thought it would get this bad.
It did and it has.
I feel so foolish.
I regret being so overweight that I can't hardly enjoy my life.
I feel terrible for putting my husband through this.
My husband who loves me any way I am... he just wants me to be happy and healthy.
I'm worried that I'm going to regret not doing this now! I'm going to regret not living my life to the fullest. Already I'm missing out on things I once loved...
already I can tell my body is disintegrating before my very eyes.
Like this lady said... I don't want to regret! When all is said and done - I want to know that I lived every. single. day. to it's fullest.
Farmgirl paints gave herself a word... a word that would be "her word" for the year...
it is Be.
Around my birthday I started thinking about this.
I think it is a great idea to have a word... something I can cling to and remind myself to keep going and strive on.
A word that would remind me that my strength comes from only one place and I can only keep going if I include him in my life.
and glorifying him each step of the way.
Have you not known?