The lie I'm believing: I'm stressed/nervous/anxious about going to a semi-formal charity event tonight.
I feel like a fake, a phoney. People are going to look through my fancy dress and see the blue collar blood running through my veins.
The Voice of Truth: My husband's business has been blessed to include a network of people hosting this event as well as money to donate to help this wonderful cause. The only people who will care that I purchased my designer silk dress for $13 at a consignment store would be impressed about the awesome bargain I got. And hello - I'm wearing a designer silk dress!
The lie I'm believing: I'm fat. I have nothing to wear. A glimpse into the mirror is disgusting.
The Voice of Truth: I'm healthy. Sure I'm not the 123 pounds I was at the first of the year. But that girl was also anemic and unable to churn out the kind of mileage/pace that I'm doing now. While I hope to find a middle ground between then and now, I'd much rather be this girl. A little pudgy, with a bottom her hubby can't help but smack - and able to race.
I have plenty to wear. Too much really. That's why I have a hard time finding clothing.
As far as looking into the mirror...apparently I need a new mirror. The mutant seems to be enjoying what he sees.
The lie I'm believing: Having to get up and go to work every morning (not to mention the difficult of finding time for my medium runs) sucks.
The Voice of Truth: I'm incredible bless. Not only do I have a job, I have a job with excellent benefits. Yes, its true I get a bonus of $50 every 3 months just for working out. I have incredible health insurance (necessary given the Mutant's hemophilia), vacation time and sick time. I couldn't ask for anything better! Well I could, but it wouldn't be realistic. :P
The lie I'm believing: I totally flaked on my run last night. As per my training schedule it was supposed to be an 8 miler. 4 miles were completed outside, then the dark forced me to retreat inside to the treadmill where I was only able to churn out another 6.2.
The Voice of Truth: I didn't want to run at all yesterday. I even had an out - I had forgotten to pack my sports bra. But instead of throwing up my hands and bagging the whole thing, I completed over 3/4s of the prescribed mileage (wearing a friend's too big bra).
The lie I'm believing: I'll never be able to complete a 26.2 mile race! What have I gotten myself into??
The Voice of Truth: To quote the bondiband I won from Christie O's giveaway - I can and I will!!
Do you know what the first song that came up on my IPod (yet another thing to be thankful for)?? "I will choose to listen and believe The Voice of Truth."
I'm very thankful to have a God who puts up with my fits of ungratefulness, yet still loves me.
What are you thankful for today?