miss emma.

a funny thing happened on the treadmill today around .6 miles...i felt good. really strong and healthy and powerful and good. 

it's progress, my friends, and it takes effort. and it sucks putting effort in sometimes, but the feeling of accomplishment is worth it. 

for the past 3 weeks, i have dreaded my cardio workout. in fact, last week, after i just finished my run, i cried. tears on the treadmill in the middle of ladera 24 hour fitness. and i wasn't even embarrassed because i'm sure all those gym-goers understood exactly the pain i was feeling. the raw, bittersweet pain and pure human emotion. it's a funny thing to think about, but i'm thankful for the things that make me human, and not animal. for the ability to feel things. i'm thankful for things that make my heart hurt, like handicapped people and sick dogs, and things that make my heart happy, like old people in love and fresh flowers. 

i know i already blogged last week about how thankful i am for my body, but i want to reiterate that. i am thankful to have a body. and to be able to do beautiful things with it in the future. like produce life. how amazing. i've never really known an atheist, but i would like to sit and talk to an atheist person someday. i would like to ask him how he can deny a God when he holds a newborn baby. or how he can believe in spontaneous combustion and that life is an accident, when life is created from two people in love.

there are some things that are truly out of this world, sacred and holy and pure, and i am so thankful that i know the truth. 

that there is a God, and great and loving one, and that our lives are not accidents.