The underwear didn't work

10 Reasons I bought a treadmill online from Wal-Mart without even trying it out first:

10. I have way too many things recorded on my DVR.
9. I had not made a New Year's resolution yet and I really wanted to go with something unique.
8. I am too lazy to join the Y. If there's no good parking I'll just drive home, and maybe stop at Taco Bell for a bean burrito on the way. (I have NO shame!)
7. It should embarrass me more to tell people that I'm "eating for two" and then point to my pregnant sister-in-law's belly.
6. I should not be able to keep pace with her 2nd trimester snacking schedule, but I do.
5. It's a walking treadmill that's motor doesn't even go above 4 mph...so it's not like there's any danger of me accidentally breaking into a slow jog.
4. I can't afford the $700 "treadmill desk" and I'm not sure my boss would let me walk while I work...seems I have a reputation for being a bit clumsy.
3. I am hoping this return to the only proven exercise I've ever enjoyed will lead to other exciting and glorious health accomplishments.
2. I look forward to seeing what fun Murphy will have when I take him for nice, long, "walks."
1. MOST IMPORTANTLY: You can only buy new underwear so many times before you have to make some BIG CHANGES.
So, there you have it. Today I will post a picture of the Geriatric Walk-Mill 2000. When it arrives I will post my before picture. Oh dear me. Maybe I should just post a picture of the before underwear? Not me IN the underwear, mind you. . . wait--I just remembered that MY GRANNY reads this blog. Picture of me, fully clothed, sucking it in, to follow.

Loss

This has been a hard week for my family. Both sides have experienced death. One was unexpected, one was not a total surprise. One was a mom with almost grown kids and lots of years left to live. One was an elderly man with totally grown kids, mostly grown grand kids, and growing great-grand kids, retired for many years and not many things left to accomplish on his life's to-do list, but still a treasured member of his family. Two different lives, the same kind of loss, one more sudden but no more or less a loss than the other. It hurts to see people you love hurting. Pray for us, for my sister-in-law and her family who lost her dear sister (a pain I can NOT imagine), and pray for my in-laws who lost a grandpa and father. I am thankful that I know a God that can comfort any loss, that KNOWS loss, and that sees the bigger picture. I am thankful that where I lack, and what I long for, He will use to draw me closer to him.