G'day!
I had a lot of fun with my friend Holly this weekend. We went to her parents house for some good home cooking. We walked through Bricktown and visited with friends the next night. Today we went to see KT & Q run in a race, and then we went to the ZOO!!! FUN!
I was kinda disappointed in some of the exhibits at the zoo. The chimps, apes, and tigers weren't out. I only got to see the face of one of the lions. Not to mention the otters were mating. Also, Holly very clearly described to me the differences between a male and female rhinoceros. ;) It was a good trip overall though. We got to see the cougars, bobcats, bears, sea lions and a plethora of other animals, too! I think what made it so good was more the company than the attractions.
Holly is so cool! She's FULL of information about the natural world and is eager to share what she knows. I like that because I learned a lot! She's so solidly grounded in the Word, too! That's even better. Not to mention she's so GOOD LOOKING!!!! To bad she's camera shy or I'd have more pics to post.
Anyway, time to go. I took a nap earlier and now my energy stores are replenished, so I'm going to have to go for a run or something before I can get to sleep tonight. Adios.
Monday, May 29, 2006
Saturday, May 27, 2006
I'M SUCH A RETARD!!! GOSH!!!
What a day!
I couldn't even tell her she looked pretty!! CRAPOLA!!!!
All of my eloquent words went to eloquent word heaven when I saw her walking down the little 'hallway' at the airport and I just kinda stood there looking dumb. Geez. More later.
I couldn't even tell her she looked pretty!! CRAPOLA!!!!
All of my eloquent words went to eloquent word heaven when I saw her walking down the little 'hallway' at the airport and I just kinda stood there looking dumb. Geez. More later.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Crossfit Tinker, baby, YEAH!!!!
G'day!
Today is an important day in history. Today is a day you will remember with clarity, and you will look back on it and say, "Yesterday, I was regular. Today, however, I am forever changed."
Why is that?
CROSSFIT TINKER!!!!
Today was the very first Crossfit demo for the base PTL course. The workout was as follows (remember it's only a demo):
X3 of -
Run around the softball field (sprint)
10 burpees
5 V-ups
I did it twice because there were two groups of people. It was supposed to be three but the last two were combined at the last minute (and I'm so glad!!).
I think it was very well accepted by the future PTL's. A lot of them could hardly stand after only three rounds, but a couple (one a girl!) smoked me like cheap crack. That was encouraging. I was afraid that I'd give somebody a heart attack or something. I actually said that my goal was to make at least one person vomit, but the head honcho over the course laughed and said that statement is not the official opinion of the HAWC. I can't blame him, though I'm sure he'd do it in a second if he could!
That's my day. How about yours?
Today is an important day in history. Today is a day you will remember with clarity, and you will look back on it and say, "Yesterday, I was regular. Today, however, I am forever changed."
Why is that?
CROSSFIT TINKER!!!!
Today was the very first Crossfit demo for the base PTL course. The workout was as follows (remember it's only a demo):
X3 of -
Run around the softball field (sprint)
10 burpees
5 V-ups
I did it twice because there were two groups of people. It was supposed to be three but the last two were combined at the last minute (and I'm so glad!!).
I think it was very well accepted by the future PTL's. A lot of them could hardly stand after only three rounds, but a couple (one a girl!) smoked me like cheap crack. That was encouraging. I was afraid that I'd give somebody a heart attack or something. I actually said that my goal was to make at least one person vomit, but the head honcho over the course laughed and said that statement is not the official opinion of the HAWC. I can't blame him, though I'm sure he'd do it in a second if he could!
That's my day. How about yours?
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Desperate Faith
And they came to Jericho. And as he was leaving Jericho with his disciples and a great crowd, Bartimaeus, a blind beggar, the son of Timaeus, was sitting by the roadside. And when he heard that it was Jesus of Nazareth, he began to cry out and say, "Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!" And many rebuked him, telling him to be silent. But he cried out all the more, "Son of David, have mercy on me!" And Jesus stopped and said, "Call him." And they called the blind man, saying to him, "Take heart. Get up; he is calling you." And throwing off his cloak, he sprang up and came to Jesus. And Jesus said to him, "What do you want me to do for you?" And the blind man said to him, "Rabbi, let me recover my sight." And Jesus said to him, "Go your way; your faith has made you well." And immediately he recovered his sight and followed him on the way.
(Mar 10:46-52)
"mercy":
ἐλεέω
eleeō
el-eh-eh'-o
From G1656; to compassionate (by word or deed, specifically by divine grace): - have compassion (pity on), have (obtain, receive, shew) mercy (on).
Some days I wish I could be a blind beggar.
For all of his blindness, this man could see things that others could not. He didn't have anything cluttering his perception of reality, if you will. There was nothing between him and Jesus save the one garment that he hastily cast aside in his rush to reach Him.
His need was desperate, and he knew it. He was professing his faith merely by asking for help. Some days I wish I was as desperate to be healed by the Lord as Bartimaeus was. I regret not being so passionate in desire that nothing can stop me from seeking the Lord. I hate the sin that seems to keep me bound in this flesh and widens the gulf between us.
(Mar 10:46-52)
"mercy":
ἐλεέω
eleeō
el-eh-eh'-o
From G1656; to compassionate (by word or deed, specifically by divine grace): - have compassion (pity on), have (obtain, receive, shew) mercy (on).
Some days I wish I could be a blind beggar.
For all of his blindness, this man could see things that others could not. He didn't have anything cluttering his perception of reality, if you will. There was nothing between him and Jesus save the one garment that he hastily cast aside in his rush to reach Him.
His need was desperate, and he knew it. He was professing his faith merely by asking for help. Some days I wish I was as desperate to be healed by the Lord as Bartimaeus was. I regret not being so passionate in desire that nothing can stop me from seeking the Lord. I hate the sin that seems to keep me bound in this flesh and widens the gulf between us.
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Sooper dooper doo
I bought a book written by a guy that once ran 350 miles in 80 hours. I've come up with a new fitness goal: I want to run in the Western States 100 (or equivalent) and finish. That's 100 miles straight through the mountains. Wow.
Today:
This morning: 4.2 mile run, 40 minsish
This afternoon:
1000m row
21 thrusters, 85lb
15 pullups
750m row
18 thrusters, 85lb
12 pullups
500m row
15 thrusters, 85 lbs
9 pullups
I think I was supposed to time it or something but completely forgot to.
I came to Starbucks tonight to work on a literary piece the Lord having me write. I'd hardly sat down when someone from a church I used to go to walked in and completely destroyed any piece of mind that I had. Grrr. The guy didn't actually do anything, just his prescence brought up a lot of frustrations and unanswered prayers. I hate it when that happens.
Today:
This morning: 4.2 mile run, 40 minsish
This afternoon:
1000m row
21 thrusters, 85lb
15 pullups
750m row
18 thrusters, 85lb
12 pullups
500m row
15 thrusters, 85 lbs
9 pullups
I think I was supposed to time it or something but completely forgot to.
I came to Starbucks tonight to work on a literary piece the Lord having me write. I'd hardly sat down when someone from a church I used to go to walked in and completely destroyed any piece of mind that I had. Grrr. The guy didn't actually do anything, just his prescence brought up a lot of frustrations and unanswered prayers. I hate it when that happens.
Monday, May 22, 2006
Makes me bloody sick!
I'm not going to draw any conclusions about a Democrate taking bribes to get deals in places like Africa. I'm not going to insinuate that the FBI used a "special team" to protect political (or traitorous?") documents. I just want you to read the links and let me know what you think.
CIA WorldFactBook "Nigeria"
Terrorist Fundraising
I'd give the rest of my research but there's already a large black van waiting just outside the cafe doors. I guess the ninja monkeys found me again...oh dear.
CIA WorldFactBook "Nigeria"
Terrorist Fundraising
I'd give the rest of my research but there's already a large black van waiting just outside the cafe doors. I guess the ninja monkeys found me again...oh dear.
HAHAHA!!!
G'day!
I never guessed that I'd find Jesus in a math tutor.
I've always had a hard time doing the basic stuff with fractions (like dividing, multiplying, etc.), because no one seems to be able to explain to me (in a way that makes sense) why you have to multiply a fraction to divide it.
Today, I think that changed. Or maybe I'm just reaching for straws here, but I like the thought that occured while staring at the computer screen praying for osmosis to occur.
(taken from The Online Math Tutor)
WHEN YOU DIVIDE FRACTIONS, you actually multiply the numerator by the reciprocal of the denominator. A reciprocal is a fraction turned upside down. For example, 2/3 divided by 5/6 = 2/3*6/5 = 12/15 = 4/5
Think about it for a second. If there are five thousand people on the mountain, all you need five loaves and two fishes. If 2.5 loaves and one fish feed one person, you have enough to feed two people out of five thousand, as represented by 2/5000. Now, to divide that amongst the five thousand (2/5000 / 5000/1), find the reciprocal of the divider (1/5000), ask God to multiply it, and you get 12 basketfulls of leftovers.
However, it should be noted that this math only works if you are willing to give up your lunch to begin with. Which is another "dividing" in and of itself, but that will be taught in the next lesson. Adios!
I never guessed that I'd find Jesus in a math tutor.
I've always had a hard time doing the basic stuff with fractions (like dividing, multiplying, etc.), because no one seems to be able to explain to me (in a way that makes sense) why you have to multiply a fraction to divide it.
Today, I think that changed. Or maybe I'm just reaching for straws here, but I like the thought that occured while staring at the computer screen praying for osmosis to occur.
(taken from The Online Math Tutor)
WHEN YOU DIVIDE FRACTIONS, you actually multiply the numerator by the reciprocal of the denominator. A reciprocal is a fraction turned upside down. For example, 2/3 divided by 5/6 = 2/3*6/5 = 12/15 = 4/5
Think about it for a second. If there are five thousand people on the mountain, all you need five loaves and two fishes. If 2.5 loaves and one fish feed one person, you have enough to feed two people out of five thousand, as represented by 2/5000. Now, to divide that amongst the five thousand (2/5000 / 5000/1), find the reciprocal of the divider (1/5000), ask God to multiply it, and you get 12 basketfulls of leftovers.
However, it should be noted that this math only works if you are willing to give up your lunch to begin with. Which is another "dividing" in and of itself, but that will be taught in the next lesson. Adios!
Sunday, May 21, 2006
Maybe I should learn Korean?
In reference to the previous post, today church was awesome!
I went to First Alliance C&MA church in Del City. There were a grand total of maybe 20 people there, tops; and everyone was Oriental, so I stuck out like a sore thumb! Ha!
The sermon and worship was literally in Korean. One of the greeters gave me a headset to listen to someone backstage interpret the sermon. I LOVED it!
The people were incredible! I couldn't understand most of what they were literally saying during the prayers but I could see the tears and hear the passion with which they spoke. There was no mistaking the presence of the Holy Spirit.
Wow. I just may go back to this one, even if I can't understand anything the pastor says without an interpreter. Imagine that!
I went to First Alliance C&MA church in Del City. There were a grand total of maybe 20 people there, tops; and everyone was Oriental, so I stuck out like a sore thumb! Ha!
The sermon and worship was literally in Korean. One of the greeters gave me a headset to listen to someone backstage interpret the sermon. I LOVED it!
The people were incredible! I couldn't understand most of what they were literally saying during the prayers but I could see the tears and hear the passion with which they spoke. There was no mistaking the presence of the Holy Spirit.
Wow. I just may go back to this one, even if I can't understand anything the pastor says without an interpreter. Imagine that!
Dried Up and Tired Out
It's almost time for church today. Yea. Yippie. Hallelujah. Whatever. Can you hear the sarcasm?
It has been three years since I've been a part of a church community (with all that entails). It's been two since I've had discipleship-type relations with a mature male. A friend asked me last night how many churches I've been to, and I started thinking about it after I went to bed.
By my count, I've been to nine churches in the past three years. I think there may be one or two that I'm forgetting about but it's pretty close. I can't remember how many Bible studies or small groups I've tried to be a part of. The only reason I'm going to church today is because I told someone I would.
My relationship with God is tattered, at best. Quiet times are dry and worship is almost non-existent. A couple of years ago I stopped going to church altogether for a few weeks and it was the best thing I could have possibly done. I've not gone for the past couple of weeks hoping to re-create that experience but it's not working. I think the reason it went well the last time is because the Lord renewed my hope. Maybe I stopped kidding myself about where I was with Him and was willing to sit back and listen for a while.
I'm seriously thinking about not going to church anymore until I hear from God. I know it sounds paradoxical, but seriously, what's the point of going to a place to find out I'm not going there anymore? There are so many churches in the area that I could literally go to a different one each week for years, so it's not like I can narrow them down.
Anyway, the ranting is over. I'm out.
It has been three years since I've been a part of a church community (with all that entails). It's been two since I've had discipleship-type relations with a mature male. A friend asked me last night how many churches I've been to, and I started thinking about it after I went to bed.
By my count, I've been to nine churches in the past three years. I think there may be one or two that I'm forgetting about but it's pretty close. I can't remember how many Bible studies or small groups I've tried to be a part of. The only reason I'm going to church today is because I told someone I would.
My relationship with God is tattered, at best. Quiet times are dry and worship is almost non-existent. A couple of years ago I stopped going to church altogether for a few weeks and it was the best thing I could have possibly done. I've not gone for the past couple of weeks hoping to re-create that experience but it's not working. I think the reason it went well the last time is because the Lord renewed my hope. Maybe I stopped kidding myself about where I was with Him and was willing to sit back and listen for a while.
I'm seriously thinking about not going to church anymore until I hear from God. I know it sounds paradoxical, but seriously, what's the point of going to a place to find out I'm not going there anymore? There are so many churches in the area that I could literally go to a different one each week for years, so it's not like I can narrow them down.
Anyway, the ranting is over. I'm out.
Saturday, May 20, 2006
It's just a guideline, anyway!
Interesting article about the fallacy of the heart rate theory.
Sometimes I get angry over stuff like this and sometimes I just laugh. Go Crossfit!!!
Sometimes I get angry over stuff like this and sometimes I just laugh. Go Crossfit!!!
Friday, May 19, 2006
Pooped out
Yesterday I didn't get to work out because the schedule wouldn't really allow for a decent one.
Today:
95lb hang squat clean, 12 reps (broke them into two sets of six)
dips, 12 reps (supposed to be ring dips but for the sake of time and endurance I chose regular dips)
same as above, 85 lbs
same as above, 75 lbs, did three sets of these to finish it out
THEN
overhead squat
five sets of five, starting at 45lbs and working to 85 lbs (I had the power to do more, but my "stablizing" muscles were pretty much cooked by that point)
THEN
Run, about a mile
Freerunning practice (if you've never tried freerunning, you've got to! It's a blast! Click here) Of course, I probably looked like a special child running around the playground, but hey, it's worth it!
Today:
95lb hang squat clean, 12 reps (broke them into two sets of six)
dips, 12 reps (supposed to be ring dips but for the sake of time and endurance I chose regular dips)
same as above, 85 lbs
same as above, 75 lbs, did three sets of these to finish it out
THEN
overhead squat
five sets of five, starting at 45lbs and working to 85 lbs (I had the power to do more, but my "stablizing" muscles were pretty much cooked by that point)
THEN
Run, about a mile
Freerunning practice (if you've never tried freerunning, you've got to! It's a blast! Click here) Of course, I probably looked like a special child running around the playground, but hey, it's worth it!
Thursday, May 18, 2006
FIGHT COMMUNISM...SAVE THE INTERNET!!!
Seriously, folks, since when does CONGRESS have the right to regulate the net? (I remember something about, you know, 'freedom of speech.')
Click here to do your part. It's easy.
Click here to do your part. It's easy.
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
wetting myself
I've noticed a particular anomaly that seems to form with Crossfit workouts.
Between the warmup and right before the WOD begins (especially if it's going to be intense), I REALLY have to go to the bathroom. You wouldn't believe how bad I have to go, even when there's nothing to, um, go from. ;) A friend likened this to the body's response to emergencies. Kind of like people who wets themselves after being scared, or right before car accidents (when the person sees it coming). Don't know why this happens, though I know I'll never make fun of someone it happens to. I identify with it to much.
Hmmm. I've seen myself as very calm (inwardly, at least) and deliberate in the way my body moves during periods of intense effort, except for this. All I have to do is see the WOD and I get an adrenaline rush, and right before I start I have to take a couple of minutes to let another rush flow out of my system (or else I'll drop a snatch on my head, as almost happened the other day). Apparently my body thinks it's about to experience serious trauma. Or else I start thinking about throwing a snatch up and not being able to catch it. In any event, welcome to my rambles.
Danny
Between the warmup and right before the WOD begins (especially if it's going to be intense), I REALLY have to go to the bathroom. You wouldn't believe how bad I have to go, even when there's nothing to, um, go from. ;) A friend likened this to the body's response to emergencies. Kind of like people who wets themselves after being scared, or right before car accidents (when the person sees it coming). Don't know why this happens, though I know I'll never make fun of someone it happens to. I identify with it to much.
Hmmm. I've seen myself as very calm (inwardly, at least) and deliberate in the way my body moves during periods of intense effort, except for this. All I have to do is see the WOD and I get an adrenaline rush, and right before I start I have to take a couple of minutes to let another rush flow out of my system (or else I'll drop a snatch on my head, as almost happened the other day). Apparently my body thinks it's about to experience serious trauma. Or else I start thinking about throwing a snatch up and not being able to catch it. In any event, welcome to my rambles.
Danny
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Where?
Lord,
It's been a bad couple of weeks. It seems like I've not been keeping step with you at all these past few days. I don't know where to start to ask for help. Where is the help you've promised? I've asked for so long for two things I need (according to your Word!!) and they're no where to be found! I don't understand!! Am I doing something wrong? Is it my fault? Am I being disciplined?
I'm not trying to blame you for my failures. I did them, they are my fault, and I confess them to you now. But still, where is the help? I just don't understand.
Confused,
Danny
It's been a bad couple of weeks. It seems like I've not been keeping step with you at all these past few days. I don't know where to start to ask for help. Where is the help you've promised? I've asked for so long for two things I need (according to your Word!!) and they're no where to be found! I don't understand!! Am I doing something wrong? Is it my fault? Am I being disciplined?
I'm not trying to blame you for my failures. I did them, they are my fault, and I confess them to you now. But still, where is the help? I just don't understand.
Confused,
Danny
The week begins
Today:
Swim, 30 mins, underwaters
Run, 5.24 miles (~50 mins
Yesterday:
10 dumbell C&J, 1 pullup; 9 C&J, 2 pullups, etc., with a few modifications
Did first ten with 25 lb, after that I used the 45 lb.
"Speed" training on the elliptical (still don't trust my knees for it)
Swim, 30 mins, underwaters
Run, 5.24 miles (~50 mins
Yesterday:
10 dumbell C&J, 1 pullup; 9 C&J, 2 pullups, etc., with a few modifications
Did first ten with 25 lb, after that I used the 45 lb.
"Speed" training on the elliptical (still don't trust my knees for it)
Monday, May 15, 2006
You have GOT to be KIDDING ME!!!
Apparently, a Socialist, er, ahem, Democratic candidate in Alabama believes the holocaust never happened. He also says that it's time to stop "pushing down the white man."
It angers me that a racist can for office and a Christian be fired from it. I'm sick of this crap.
Link
It angers me that a racist can for office and a Christian be fired from it. I'm sick of this crap.
Link
Friday, May 12, 2006
Today
Run, 55 mins
What I actually did yesterday:
30 snatches, 10 65 lbs, 10 75 lbs 85 lbs
I decided to work on shoulder/upper body stuff, too.
Military Press 65 lbs x 10 (as described in the latest Crossfit Journal)
5 pullups
X3? Maybe 2
75 lbs., x 6
3 pullups
x2
Tried pushups but my body was sending off the "too much alarm" so I quit.
What I actually did yesterday:
30 snatches, 10 65 lbs, 10 75 lbs 85 lbs
I decided to work on shoulder/upper body stuff, too.
Military Press 65 lbs x 10 (as described in the latest Crossfit Journal)
5 pullups
X3? Maybe 2
75 lbs., x 6
3 pullups
x2
Tried pushups but my body was sending off the "too much alarm" so I quit.
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Completely Demoralized
(typed this up yesterday)
I just saw a video on www.af.mil about some tests a squadron was doing with some cool man- toys. Of course, one of the test platforms was an E-3.
Once again, I see a video in the news about the E-3 with no mention whatsoever of the 1A4 career field. Thanks. I actually wanted to see video footage without any hint as to what actually goes on on the back row. I needed to hear more weapons speak. I actually did care what they were talking about.
It gets better. Tomorrow I have to go to work and personally train the new generation of lean, mean, trackball/switch-action/delivery boy AETC trained killing machines. I have to do it with a smiley face and a positive attitude. It's not thier fault I'm bitter. They didn't do anything wrong (that I know of). How can I say to them with a straight face that their job actually matters? That what they do counts? That they will have a successful career doing what they've spent the past few months (maybe years) training to do? How do I not infect them with the discontent, bitterness and downright anger that I feel?
This is a serious battle in my heart. It affects everything I do at work
I just saw a video on www.af.mil about some tests a squadron was doing with some cool man- toys. Of course, one of the test platforms was an E-3.
Once again, I see a video in the news about the E-3 with no mention whatsoever of the 1A4 career field. Thanks. I actually wanted to see video footage without any hint as to what actually goes on on the back row. I needed to hear more weapons speak. I actually did care what they were talking about.
It gets better. Tomorrow I have to go to work and personally train the new generation of lean, mean, trackball/switch-action/delivery boy AETC trained killing machines. I have to do it with a smiley face and a positive attitude. It's not thier fault I'm bitter. They didn't do anything wrong (that I know of). How can I say to them with a straight face that their job actually matters? That what they do counts? That they will have a successful career doing what they've spent the past few months (maybe years) training to do? How do I not infect them with the discontent, bitterness and downright anger that I feel?
This is a serious battle in my heart. It affects everything I do at work
No WMD???
Check out this blog. Translators are apparently translating papers captured in Iraq and released from the Pentagon.
Faster than a speeding train!
No, really!
Today:
Run, 26 mins (haven't touched a treadmill in weeks!!!)
Later today, after lunch settles in:
30 snatches for time (either 135, 95, 65 lbs...I'll probably do the 65)
100 pushups
100 situps
I'm doing pullups and dips hourly at work, so I probably won't post them in the workouts yet.
Yesterday was a rest day, enforced by the schedule.
Day before:
Run, 24 mins
I ran down by a little lake by my apartement. On the way there I crossed over some train tracks, and sure enough, a little bit later a train rumbled on by. It was cool! I can't imagine how much sheer power it took to pull the hundreds of tons of cargo on that train.
Knees are doing great. I'm eating plenty of almonds, butter with my whole grain toast, and no more Arizona drinks (that's 3600 calories less per month!! For just ONE!). I'm a bit frustrated over the snatches I'll be doing later already...I was able to do a lot more than 65lbs, but hey, that's life I guess. Be sure to check out the Free Burma Rangers website on the post below.
Today:
Run, 26 mins (haven't touched a treadmill in weeks!!!)
Later today, after lunch settles in:
30 snatches for time (either 135, 95, 65 lbs...I'll probably do the 65)
100 pushups
100 situps
I'm doing pullups and dips hourly at work, so I probably won't post them in the workouts yet.
Yesterday was a rest day, enforced by the schedule.
Day before:
Run, 24 mins
I ran down by a little lake by my apartement. On the way there I crossed over some train tracks, and sure enough, a little bit later a train rumbled on by. It was cool! I can't imagine how much sheer power it took to pull the hundreds of tons of cargo on that train.
Knees are doing great. I'm eating plenty of almonds, butter with my whole grain toast, and no more Arizona drinks (that's 3600 calories less per month!! For just ONE!). I'm a bit frustrated over the snatches I'll be doing later already...I was able to do a lot more than 65lbs, but hey, that's life I guess. Be sure to check out the Free Burma Rangers website on the post below.
Monday, May 08, 2006
She
(It's a Radial Angel song...check it out....)
she is my inspiration
she is my destination
and i want her,
to hold my heart in her hands
and she is the one,
that holds my life in her heart
right from the start
when will i see her again
when will i see her
she is the one who brings life to my heart
but i find myself in doubt
thinking all this is my fault
but i know that she loves me but i always questioned
why
and she thinks that love comes from the stars
but i know she’s right but i, i need her
she’s mine, all i need is what i need
when will i see her again
when will i see her
(chorus)
she, she’s a lot things
she, she’s my everything
she is my inspiration
she is my destination
and i want her,
to hold my heart in her hands
and she is the one,
that holds my life in her heart
right from the start
when will i see her again
when will i see her
she is the one who brings life to my heart
but i find myself in doubt
thinking all this is my fault
but i know that she loves me but i always questioned
why
and she thinks that love comes from the stars
but i know she’s right but i, i need her
she’s mine, all i need is what i need
when will i see her again
when will i see her
(chorus)
she, she’s a lot things
she, she’s my everything
Workout Today
I'm making three posts in about as many minutes, but none of them really go together, so here is this one.
Jackie
1000m row (4:05.5)
50 thrusters, 45 lbs
30 pullups
For time
Haven't a clue as to how long it actually took, I completely forgot to time it. Trying to hold back lunch altered my priorities. I also did some dips and pullups throughout the day. Tomorrow is a run.
Jackie
1000m row (4:05.5)
50 thrusters, 45 lbs
30 pullups
For time
Haven't a clue as to how long it actually took, I completely forgot to time it. Trying to hold back lunch altered my priorities. I also did some dips and pullups throughout the day. Tomorrow is a run.
STONE THEM!!!!
Remember the days when you could just stone the priest for being unfaithful? Well, probably not, but it seems to me that it would help every now and again.
Calvary Chapel article.
I should probably be a lot more angry than I am over this, but mostly it just makes me really sad.
:(
Calvary Chapel article.
I should probably be a lot more angry than I am over this, but mostly it just makes me really sad.
:(
Saturday, May 06, 2006
OH YEAH!!
After the last post I realized that I forgot to give a MAJOR praise report.
Guess what??? I can now FLOAT!!!!
I've never, ever been able to this most basic thing...until last week! Praise the Lord!!
Guess what??? I can now FLOAT!!!!
I've never, ever been able to this most basic thing...until last week! Praise the Lord!!
Where?
Whew.
I feel pretty pointless right now. It's something I've been struggling with for quite a while. In the process of leaving the chapel and trying to find another church home, my opportunities to serve and fellowship have seemingly dried up. I've volunteered at homeless shelters and served in other ways since leaving the chapel, it's just not the same. Serving the Lord with a group of like-minded people is such an awesome thing; it's an expression of corporate worship that just doesn't come out during "wicked cool worship experiences." (Someone please inform the other culture-crap obsessed Christians that wicked doesn't belong in the same sentence as worship.)
Maybe God's just showing me how pointless life can be when I'm not doing the things he's called me to do. I'm not saying that I'm disobeying him...I'm trying very hard not to. No offense, but don't tell me that our peace in Christ is not relative to our work for Christ. Even before Adam and Eve sinned, they were assinged work to do in the garden. The roses just didn't have thorns then. I'm just a little frustrated is all.
Danny
I feel pretty pointless right now. It's something I've been struggling with for quite a while. In the process of leaving the chapel and trying to find another church home, my opportunities to serve and fellowship have seemingly dried up. I've volunteered at homeless shelters and served in other ways since leaving the chapel, it's just not the same. Serving the Lord with a group of like-minded people is such an awesome thing; it's an expression of corporate worship that just doesn't come out during "wicked cool worship experiences." (Someone please inform the other culture-crap obsessed Christians that wicked doesn't belong in the same sentence as worship.)
Maybe God's just showing me how pointless life can be when I'm not doing the things he's called me to do. I'm not saying that I'm disobeying him...I'm trying very hard not to. No offense, but don't tell me that our peace in Christ is not relative to our work for Christ. Even before Adam and Eve sinned, they were assinged work to do in the garden. The roses just didn't have thorns then. I'm just a little frustrated is all.
Danny
Friday, May 05, 2006
Yesterday:
Run, 6.75 miles/60 mins
Day before:
10 push-press
5 pull-ups
As many as possible in 20 mins (and I completely lost track after about 10-11)
Appx 45 mins controlled drowndation that evening
The distance run was an accident. I thought the laps around my apartment were a lot shorter than they actually are, and my goal was to complete at least 15 laps. I thought I was doing 3.2ish miles. I looked at the time when I was done and realized an hour had gone by and knew something was amiss...I could practically low-crawl that fast...might even have to some day, who knows?
The first 30 mins or so was a really good time with the Lord. He and I had some things to talk over and he let me talk for a good long while. After that, I felt the peace that "surpasses all understanding," and at least aerobically speaking, could have run for miles. I kept to the goal though because I knew that doing the 3 or so miles that I thought I was doing would probably make me sore, and could aggravate my tendonitis. Well, I'm sore, but I don't think the knees are that painful today. I think that if my right calf wasn't constantly tight the tendon itself may not even be bothering me...but there I go pretending I'm a doctor again.
I've officially passed the goal-post for speed training - 30 mins continuous and no less than three miles. I'm really not sure how much intervals I should do since that brings pain like no other. Crossfit usually does pretty good about raising my lactate tolerance levels (and if I'm correct, that tolerance is what slows you down), so I'll probably just stick to that at least for another couple of weeks.
I'm excited...I've lost two pounds (of fat) in two weeks...things appear to be getting better!! Woohoo!
Run, 6.75 miles/60 mins
Day before:
10 push-press
5 pull-ups
As many as possible in 20 mins (and I completely lost track after about 10-11)
Appx 45 mins controlled drowndation that evening
The distance run was an accident. I thought the laps around my apartment were a lot shorter than they actually are, and my goal was to complete at least 15 laps. I thought I was doing 3.2ish miles. I looked at the time when I was done and realized an hour had gone by and knew something was amiss...I could practically low-crawl that fast...might even have to some day, who knows?
The first 30 mins or so was a really good time with the Lord. He and I had some things to talk over and he let me talk for a good long while. After that, I felt the peace that "surpasses all understanding," and at least aerobically speaking, could have run for miles. I kept to the goal though because I knew that doing the 3 or so miles that I thought I was doing would probably make me sore, and could aggravate my tendonitis. Well, I'm sore, but I don't think the knees are that painful today. I think that if my right calf wasn't constantly tight the tendon itself may not even be bothering me...but there I go pretending I'm a doctor again.
I've officially passed the goal-post for speed training - 30 mins continuous and no less than three miles. I'm really not sure how much intervals I should do since that brings pain like no other. Crossfit usually does pretty good about raising my lactate tolerance levels (and if I'm correct, that tolerance is what slows you down), so I'll probably just stick to that at least for another couple of weeks.
I'm excited...I've lost two pounds (of fat) in two weeks...things appear to be getting better!! Woohoo!
Thursday, May 04, 2006
Certain days
Jolly good!
You know, some days are really hard. This afternoon has been one of those days. Suprisingly enough, it has nothing at all to do with my current occupation, though it has everything to do with the Lord.
I've been reading a book called Tahn. It's the story of an assassin that is so tormented by his past that he rebels against his master (with the penalty being a trip to the burning pole) to save a lady he'd once been ordered to kill and now has been ordered to kidnap so his master can have his way with her. Over the course of the book he saves her, part of her family and some children who were destined to have the same life he was forced to live. He becomes a believer (along with the children and part of the mercenary band), confronts his former master and wins the lady's heart. (I totally ruined the book, didn't I? Sorry....)
A lot of this man's pain I can identify with. I'm not an assassin, but I have hurt people before, and deeply. I've betrayed trusts that have been given to me by friends and by the Lord, and guilt from that runs deep and is not easily washed away. Even so, I can't help but think of the grace that has been offered to me from all of those people, including Him; and I can't help but think about the forgiveness he offers so freely. There is no peace like the peace that comes from resting in His presence.
Danny
Tonight, I think that I'm going to sleep well.
You know, some days are really hard. This afternoon has been one of those days. Suprisingly enough, it has nothing at all to do with my current occupation, though it has everything to do with the Lord.
I've been reading a book called Tahn. It's the story of an assassin that is so tormented by his past that he rebels against his master (with the penalty being a trip to the burning pole) to save a lady he'd once been ordered to kill and now has been ordered to kidnap so his master can have his way with her. Over the course of the book he saves her, part of her family and some children who were destined to have the same life he was forced to live. He becomes a believer (along with the children and part of the mercenary band), confronts his former master and wins the lady's heart. (I totally ruined the book, didn't I? Sorry....)
A lot of this man's pain I can identify with. I'm not an assassin, but I have hurt people before, and deeply. I've betrayed trusts that have been given to me by friends and by the Lord, and guilt from that runs deep and is not easily washed away. Even so, I can't help but think of the grace that has been offered to me from all of those people, including Him; and I can't help but think about the forgiveness he offers so freely. There is no peace like the peace that comes from resting in His presence.
Danny
Tonight, I think that I'm going to sleep well.
Haha!
What a bunch of morons. It’s so scary though…the idea that a politician would fire someone because they spoke out against something ‘the party’ is or isn’t doing. What happens when that politician is a President hearing matters of national security? “Oh, I don’t like what this guy is saying, so I’m going to fire him?”
What a bunch of morons. It’s so scary though…the idea that a politician would fire someone because they spoke out against something ‘the party’ is or isn’t doing. What happens when that politician is a President hearing matters of national security? “Oh, I don’t like what this guy is saying, so I’m going to fire him?”
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
New
Yesterday:
6-7 mile ruck (appx 40 lbs.)
Modified (less than PX) 5 rounds for time of:
20 pullups
30 pushups
40 situps
50 squats
Today:
Run, 20 mins; walk 5, Run 15 mins, walk
My feet are tattered. For the ruck I put on some desert boots that I've hiked in before...but I realized that walking on the pavement on the way to the gym is completely different. I guess it's the temperature or the hardness of the concrete, that's the only thing I can think of. Other than the fact that my feet are feminenly tender (not so much anymore)! I've got blisters on five or so of ten toes, my heels and the pads of my feet.
I got some new running shoes last night as well. They cost me $99.00. I know it's a lot, but I think it's worth it...they showed their quality today when I was able to run nearly twice as long as before with the only difference being new shoes. It actually should have been more difficult because it was a little warm outside. I guess all the voodoo dancing I did at the running store paid off.
Anyway, it's the second day at the new workplace and I still don't like it. Three months untill I can change. Jesus loves you!!
6-7 mile ruck (appx 40 lbs.)
Modified (less than PX) 5 rounds for time of:
20 pullups
30 pushups
40 situps
50 squats
Today:
Run, 20 mins; walk 5, Run 15 mins, walk
My feet are tattered. For the ruck I put on some desert boots that I've hiked in before...but I realized that walking on the pavement on the way to the gym is completely different. I guess it's the temperature or the hardness of the concrete, that's the only thing I can think of. Other than the fact that my feet are feminenly tender (not so much anymore)! I've got blisters on five or so of ten toes, my heels and the pads of my feet.
I got some new running shoes last night as well. They cost me $99.00. I know it's a lot, but I think it's worth it...they showed their quality today when I was able to run nearly twice as long as before with the only difference being new shoes. It actually should have been more difficult because it was a little warm outside. I guess all the voodoo dancing I did at the running store paid off.
Anyway, it's the second day at the new workplace and I still don't like it. Three months untill I can change. Jesus loves you!!
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