Wednesday Freewrite

I just pressed the button for my recertification for the National Academy of Sports Medicine Certified Personal Trainer. That is nice to get that off my plate. I already did my Power Pilates one in October. So there you go. I was going to buy the Corrective Exercises Specialist option for the next recertification, but I think I will wait until the next Black Friday sale so that I can stick to my guns about not doing any kind of class for a whole year. I will study that in the Summer of 2021. 

I am a little disappointed. I tried my hardest to stay up a little later last night so I made it to 9:05 thinking I would sleep at least until 3am, but I woke up BRIGHT EYED AND BUSHY TAILED at MIDNIGHT. UGH.

Well, I was able to finish another book (review coming soon). That makes six since I came back a week ago. Granted, I am listening to rather short audiobooks while I putter around the house. I am all caught up on things here. I just need to make rolls for Thanksgiving tomorrow and chicken soup for dinner tonight. I wonder if I should try my Instapot. 

I also contacted all the people who have wanted to meet (except Nicole) with me and gave them options. 

I will be happy to go back to work on January 7th. I was able to get my classes all set up. It looks like my 10am Pilates I class is full (because I know there will be some non-credit people in there on the first day), but my Pilates II is pretty small at this point. Changing it to T/Th really reduced the size of my class. I should see about changing back to M/W but that would mess up my weight lifting right after. I am still not knowing if I should do that class. I am still unable to do lunges with my left leg. I think I can run again and even jump a bit. So yay me.

Paul's interview was very short. I don't know if that is a good or bad sign. He applied and got an interview within 24 hours, but both the interviewers had a meeting so they asked him a few questions and went there merry way. He looked nice for it. 

I am enjoying the Exercises this week as I meditate on disordered loves. I think the hardest thing for me to give to God right now is the employment of my kids. I thought they had chosen an art field that would make them employable, and Michael got his first job so quickly. But this second job has meant many interviews, even down to the final one and then not getting it. Paul has three interviews this week. So I am grateful for interviews at least. I wish I knew more about how to get in that field. 

Well, I am going to get time with God. I just wanted to freewrite and journal here. I did want to put that Proust quote from the devotional I had while in Europe called God is With You Wherever You Go.

"It has been said that the read voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes."

Something to ponder