Monday, Monday... I forget the words.

Yeah! Monday is almost over. For most of you out there, the weekend goes by much too fast. My weekends seem to crawl. I have things to do or not do, and still, I am looking at my watch thinking...'it's only noon?' Oh well, I probably just wake up too early.
This morning I awoke at 5, as usual. Did my laundry while I did my interval runs. Averaged about 1:58 per lap. Too fast. Gotta keep it at 2 to 2:15. Would have run slower, but I kept seeing this guy sail past with his headphones on and my ego took over. Then there was a guy with his dog, and the lady who I had seen walking by earlier. I must say, if I ever plan on skimping on my training, there always seems to be an eyewitness to it. Did ten laps today. I add a lap each Monday for a total of eight weeks. I can't wait 'til it gets easier.

Work was the same. No one new has been fired yet. I did ask a few people if they would sponsor me for the marathon. I said I would wear their face on the back of my shirt and tell people what a wonderful person they are. One co-worker suggested that I wear the t-shirt...and nothing else. Granted, I would probably run much faster, but need we gross out 30,000 people during the marathon? I think not. ( I guesstimate about 10,000 beating me to the finish without fail.)

Went to Church yesterday for the first time in quite a while. I've never had a problem with reading the Bible, watching services on T.V. or listening to sermons on the radio. But I seemed to have a stalling sense when it came to going to a Church. If I try to explain it, it will only prove me that much more wierd. I chose a new church that was not having it's usual service. I believe they were doing a production to be aired on the 4th of July weekend. The gentleman that was a government contractor that became a POW, who hails from Mississippi, gave his testimony instead. Quite impressive. Not sure if I'll go back to that one, but I did love the swinging camera crane they had. This Sunday I will venture out to another church to see if I can find one I enjoy learning from. My Father has invited me to his, but I am not sure if he is going - he works funny hours sometimes. If anyone has a church to recommend in the Ridgeland area, let me know. I may visit.

See all you Reservoir runners in the morning.