I was describing to Brian today about my warring desires (ooh that was so unintentionally James 4:1 ish.  check it out– it’s good.) mid-run the other day.  Which you already know all about, of course, since i had already written about it (sadly, this happens not infrequently in a home where we are often talking about schedules, plans, kids, and not frequently just chatting it up).

I was telling him the part about wanting to quit so bad and then telling that temptation what was up.  ”That’s called discipline,”  he says.  Oh yea, that’s what the foreign thing I was feeling!  Obviously, he’s an expert.  I mean, of course he’s not perfect, but sometimes it drives me crazy that my husband makes the things that are so tough for me look so easy!  And that’s part of the beauty of “opposites attract,” i think.