So first day of PM Boot Camp was good... I felt like I was kind of thrown into the fire without any preparation. I showed up, and it turns out that Rhonda (my co-teacher) had everything planned out already and didn't really need me. And if she did need me, she kind of just swept me under the rug. A part of me thinks it's a bit of a relief to not have the entire program on my shoulders. But a part of me is annoyed that she didn't communicate with me what was going on. I like to be overly prepared, and I wasn't even given the handout to review so that I could intelligently speak on it. I also felt slighted that she put her business card in with the packet but didn't give me an opportunity to share my contact information. She also collected all of the contact info for the participants and kept it for herself. I understand that it's her show, but I'd like to be kept in the loop, thank you.
The class itself will be a small class -- only 7 participants. I like this number as it's big enough to not feel too awkward, but small enough to be able to attend to everyone's needs.
There's a wide range of particpants -- some have completed a boot camp before, others are extremely overweight and are obviously not active at all. So I'm excited to work with them. I'll be leading Tuesdays where we will be focusing on cardiovascular/aerobic exercise. There will be a lot of drills, sprints, running, push ups, mountain climbers, and several spinning classes. I'm excited. I'm also nervous as Rhonda is very fit. I'm talking Jillian Michaels fit. And I'm just average Jane. But I am excited to get to know the participants, and to push them to meet some goals!!
I came home tonight from the first Boot Camp and felt inspired. I cooked myself an extremely healthy meal and enjoyed it to the T! I also felt inspired to work on weight loss. I have ten very stubborn pounds that I can't seem to get rid of. So it's going to be back to the food diary and calorie counting (http://www.livestrong.com/ has a fantastic tool that lets you track what you eat and how many calories you consume! and it's free!!! so that will be my best friend for a while). I'm also going to be very bad and look into some diet pills. The girls at work swear by this one which isn't expensive at all, so I'll probably give the lady a call tomorrow. I really want to lose these last 10 pounds for good. And I want to do them right, not through a post-break-up-famine route like I did last summer. That didn't stay off.
I've got a very busy day tomorrow. I'm going to wake up early, finish Unit 2 for my online (bullshit) class. Go to Craven Community College for a lecture at 11am about smart financial decisions. Then off to the Y for some bus route training at 1:50pm (I'm a back up bus driver for them as well). Work at Cato afterwards til close. Then home for dinner and bed. Oh, and sometime in all this I need to straighten the apartment and put away all the clothes Dad sent me!!
This week is going to fly by. It already is.
My feet are killing me. But I'm effectively becoming very busy.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Today is day one of two jobs. I started last week easing into teaching the the Y, but this week, it's on. And due to entertaining my friend Kelley this weekend, I wasn't nearly as prepared as I'd hoped to be. And on top of that, Cato scheduled me to work both days, so Tuesday and Thursday are officially nuts. I'm fixing to go teach my PM Body Boot Camp, and I'm going to be honest -- I'm going to totally wing it. I have three lesson plans I've used for my AM Boot Camp, and so I'll take and borrow from all three. I think we may even go outside -- it's really nice here.
But what's really nice?? Sitting on my couch with my feet propped up. Sitting down for the first time in 5 hours feels mighty nice. I really don't want to get up and go change clothes for work at the Y.
I am going to crash tonight! I have a feeling I'll be in bed early -- at like 9pm.
But what's really nice?? Sitting on my couch with my feet propped up. Sitting down for the first time in 5 hours feels mighty nice. I really don't want to get up and go change clothes for work at the Y.
I am going to crash tonight! I have a feeling I'll be in bed early -- at like 9pm.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Meeting Goals
Today was a great day. A tiring day (it's only 5:15pm and I could go to bed right now), but a great day. Today I met one of my goals -- I ran a 5K. I kept trying to come up with excuses to not go, because it intimidated me. I'm not a very good runner, and I'm not super competitive. I enjoy jogging on my own everyday (I average 2.5-2.75 miles per run), but races? They're for fast runners. Not for me.
But I got up this morning, and did it. Not only did I just do it, but I did well! I only paused for a walk once, and after that, it was a steady pace all the way to the finish line. And I came in first for my age division! Granted there were only three of us in the division, but still... That's pretty exciting for chunky me!
So I received a giant purple Mum plant as a prize (it was the Mum Fest 5K, so the prize is quite appropriate). And I'm really proud of myself. For going out there and doing it, and finishing with flair, and for not being the last person to cross the finish line.
I am also continuing to attend church and Small Group (our version of "Sunday School"), and they're continuing to enrich my life. So two goals have been met, and I can honestly say that they were really good goals for me to make! I'm hooked on church, and on running 5K's now. :)
But I got up this morning, and did it. Not only did I just do it, but I did well! I only paused for a walk once, and after that, it was a steady pace all the way to the finish line. And I came in first for my age division! Granted there were only three of us in the division, but still... That's pretty exciting for chunky me!
So I received a giant purple Mum plant as a prize (it was the Mum Fest 5K, so the prize is quite appropriate). And I'm really proud of myself. For going out there and doing it, and finishing with flair, and for not being the last person to cross the finish line.
I am also continuing to attend church and Small Group (our version of "Sunday School"), and they're continuing to enrich my life. So two goals have been met, and I can honestly say that they were really good goals for me to make! I'm hooked on church, and on running 5K's now. :)
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Men and Women
So I was stumbling around the internet (check out stumbeupon.com for further instruction on the concept of stumbling), and found this article that made me smile:
http://www.cs.virginia.edu/~an4m/fun/thoughtful-look
A Thoughtful Look at Men and Women
SHE DRIVES FOR A RELATIONSHIP. HE'S LOST IN THE TRANSMISSION
By DAVE BARRY
CONTRARY to what many women believe, it's fairly easy to develop a
long-term, stable, intimate, and mutually fulfilling relationship with a
guy. Of course this guy has to be a Labrador retriever. With human guys,
it's extremely difficult. This is because guys don't really grasp what
women mean by the term relationship.
Let's say a guy named Roger is attracted to a woman named Elaine. He asks
her out to a movie; she accepts; they have a pretty good time. A few nights
later he asks her out to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves. They
continue to see each other regularly, and after a while neither one of them
is seeing anybody else.
And then, one evening when they're driving home, a thought occurs to
Elaine, and, without really thinking, she says it aloud: "Do you realize
that, as of tonight, we've been seeing each other for exactly six months?"
And then there is silence in the car. To Elaine, it seems like a very loud
silence. She thinks to herself, "Geez, I wonder if it bothers him that I
said that. Maybe he's been feeling confined by our relationship; maybe he
thinks I'm trying to push him into some kind of obligation that he doesn't
want, or isn't sure of." And Roger is thinking, "Gosh. Six months."
And Elaine is thinking: But, hey, I'm not so sure I want this kind of
relationship, either. Sometimes I wish I had a little more space, so I'd
have time to think about whether I really want us to keep going the way we
are, moving steadily toward... I mean, where are we going? Are we just
going to keep seeing each other at this level of intimacy? Are we heading
toward marriage? Toward children? Toward a lifetime together? Am I ready
for that level of commitment? Do I really even know this person?
And Roger is thinking... so that means it was... let's see... February when
we started going out, which was right after I had the car at the dealer's,
which means... lemme check the odometer... Whoa! I am way overdue for an oil
change here.
And Elaine is thinking: He's upset. I can see it on his face. Maybe I'm
reading this completely wrong. Maybe he wants more from our relationship,
more intimacy, more commitment; maybe he has sensed--even before I sensed
it--that I was feeling some reservations. Yes, I bet that's it. That's why
he's so reluctant to say anything about his own feelings. He's afraid of
being rejected.
And Roger is thinking: And I'm gonna have them look at the transmission
again. I don't care what those morons say, it's still not shifting right.
And they better not try to blame it on the cold weather this time. What
cold weather? It's 87 degrees out, and this thing is shifting like a
goddamn garbage truck, and I paid those incompetent thieves $600.
COMMUNICATIONS GAP
And Elaine is thinking: He's angry. And I don't blame him. I'd be angry,
too. God, I feel so guilty, putting him through this, but I can't help the
way I feel. I'm just not sure.
And Roger is thinking: They'll probably say it's only a 90-day warranty.
That's exactly what they're gonna say, the scumballs.
And Elaine is thinking: Maybe I'm just too idealistic, waiting for a knight
to come riding up on his white horse, when I'm sitting right next to a
perfectly good person, a person I enjoy being with, a person I truly do
care about, a person who seems to truly care about me. A person who is in
pain because of my self-centered, schoolgirl romantic fantasy.
And Roger is thinking: Warranty? They want a warranty? I'll give them a
goddamn warranty. I'll take their warranty and stick it right up their...
"Roger," Elaine says aloud.
"What?" says Roger, startled.
"Please don't torture yourself like this," she says, her eyes beginning to
brim with tears. "Maybe I should never have... Oh God, I feel so..." (She
breaks down, sobbing.)
"What?" says Roger.
"I'm such a fool," Elaine sobs. "I mean, I know there's no knight. I really
know that. It's silly. There's no knight, and there's no horse."
"There's no horse?" says Roger.
"You think I'm a fool, don't you?" Elaine says.
"No!" says Roger, glad to finally know the correct answer.
"It's just that... It's that I... I need some time," Elaine says.
(There is a 15-second pause while Roger, thinking as fast as he can, tries
to come up with a safe response. Finally he comes up with one that he
thinks might work.)
"Yes," he says.
A BEFUDDLED BEAU
(Elaine, deeply moved, touches his hand.) "Oh, Roger, do you really feel
that way?" she says.
"What way?" says Roger.
"That way about time," says Elaine.
"Oh," says Roger. "Yes."
(Elaine turns to face him and gazes deeply into his eyes, causing him to
become very nervous about what she might say next, especially if it
involves a horse. At last she speaks.)
"Thank you, Roger," she says.
"Thank you," says Roger.
Then he takes her home, and she lies on her bed, a conflicted, tortured
soul, and weeps until dawn, whereas when Roger gets back to his place, he
opens a bag of Doritos, turns on the TV, and immediately becomes deeply
involved in a rerun of a tennis match between two Czechoslovakians he never
heard of. A tiny voice in the far recesses of his mind tells him that
something major was going on back there in the car, but he is pretty sure
there is no way he would ever understand what, and so he figures it's
better if he doesn't think about it. (This is also Roger's policy regarding
world hunger. )
IT'S ANALYSIS TIME
The next day Elaine will call her closest friend, or perhaps two of them,
and they will talk about this situation for six straight hours. In
painstaking detail, they will analyze everything she said and everything he
said, going over it time and time again, exploring every word, expression,
and gesture for nuances of meaning, considering every possible
ramification. They will continue to discuss this subject, off and on, for
weeks, maybe months, never reaching any definite conclusions, but never
getting bored with it, either. Meanwhile, Roger, while playing racquetball
one day with a mutual friend of his and Elaine's, will pause just before
serving, frown, and say: "Norm, did Elaine ever own a horse?"
We're not talking about different wavelengths here. We're talking about
different planets, in completely different solar systems. Elaine cannot
communicate meaningfully with Roger about their relationship any more than
she can meaningfully play chess with a duck. Because the sum total of
Roger's thinking on this particular topic is as follows:
Huh?
But the point I'm trying to make is that, if you're a woman, and you want
to have a successful relationship with a guy, the No. 1 tip to remember is:
1. Never assume that the guy understands that you and he have a
relationship. The guy will not realize this on his own. You have to plant
the idea in his brain by constantly making subtle references to it in your
everyday conversation, such as:
"Roger, would you mind passing me a Sweet 'n' Low, inasmuch as we have a
relationship?"
"Wake up, Roger! There's a prowler in the den and we have a relationship!
You and I do, I mean."
"Good News, Roger! The gynecologist says we're going to have our fourth
child, which will serve as yet another indication that we have a
relationship!"
"Roger, inasmuch as this plane is crashing and we probably have only about
a minute to live, I want you to know that we've had a wonderful 53 years of
marriage together, which clearly constitutes a relationship."
Never let up, women. Pound away relentlessly at this concept, and
eventually it will start to penetrate the guy's brain. Some day he might
even start thinking about it on his own. He'll be talking with some other
guys about women, and, out of the blue, he'll say, "Elaine and I, we have,
ummm... We have, ahhh... We... We have this thing."
And he will sincerely mean it.
The next relationship-enhancement tip is:
2. Do not expect the guy to make a hasty commitment. By "hasty," I mean,
"within your lifetime." Guys are extremely reluctant to make commitments.
This is because they never feel ready.
"I'm sorry," guys are always telling women, "but I'm just not ready to make
a commitment." Guys are in a permanent state of nonreadiness. If guys were
turkey breasts, you could put them in a 350 degree oven on July Fourth, and
they still wouldn't be done in time for Thanksgiving.
http://www.cs.virginia.edu/~an4m/fun/thoughtful-look
A Thoughtful Look at Men and Women
SHE DRIVES FOR A RELATIONSHIP. HE'S LOST IN THE TRANSMISSION
By DAVE BARRY
CONTRARY to what many women believe, it's fairly easy to develop a
long-term, stable, intimate, and mutually fulfilling relationship with a
guy. Of course this guy has to be a Labrador retriever. With human guys,
it's extremely difficult. This is because guys don't really grasp what
women mean by the term relationship.
Let's say a guy named Roger is attracted to a woman named Elaine. He asks
her out to a movie; she accepts; they have a pretty good time. A few nights
later he asks her out to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves. They
continue to see each other regularly, and after a while neither one of them
is seeing anybody else.
And then, one evening when they're driving home, a thought occurs to
Elaine, and, without really thinking, she says it aloud: "Do you realize
that, as of tonight, we've been seeing each other for exactly six months?"
And then there is silence in the car. To Elaine, it seems like a very loud
silence. She thinks to herself, "Geez, I wonder if it bothers him that I
said that. Maybe he's been feeling confined by our relationship; maybe he
thinks I'm trying to push him into some kind of obligation that he doesn't
want, or isn't sure of." And Roger is thinking, "Gosh. Six months."
And Elaine is thinking: But, hey, I'm not so sure I want this kind of
relationship, either. Sometimes I wish I had a little more space, so I'd
have time to think about whether I really want us to keep going the way we
are, moving steadily toward... I mean, where are we going? Are we just
going to keep seeing each other at this level of intimacy? Are we heading
toward marriage? Toward children? Toward a lifetime together? Am I ready
for that level of commitment? Do I really even know this person?
And Roger is thinking... so that means it was... let's see... February when
we started going out, which was right after I had the car at the dealer's,
which means... lemme check the odometer... Whoa! I am way overdue for an oil
change here.
And Elaine is thinking: He's upset. I can see it on his face. Maybe I'm
reading this completely wrong. Maybe he wants more from our relationship,
more intimacy, more commitment; maybe he has sensed--even before I sensed
it--that I was feeling some reservations. Yes, I bet that's it. That's why
he's so reluctant to say anything about his own feelings. He's afraid of
being rejected.
And Roger is thinking: And I'm gonna have them look at the transmission
again. I don't care what those morons say, it's still not shifting right.
And they better not try to blame it on the cold weather this time. What
cold weather? It's 87 degrees out, and this thing is shifting like a
goddamn garbage truck, and I paid those incompetent thieves $600.
COMMUNICATIONS GAP
And Elaine is thinking: He's angry. And I don't blame him. I'd be angry,
too. God, I feel so guilty, putting him through this, but I can't help the
way I feel. I'm just not sure.
And Roger is thinking: They'll probably say it's only a 90-day warranty.
That's exactly what they're gonna say, the scumballs.
And Elaine is thinking: Maybe I'm just too idealistic, waiting for a knight
to come riding up on his white horse, when I'm sitting right next to a
perfectly good person, a person I enjoy being with, a person I truly do
care about, a person who seems to truly care about me. A person who is in
pain because of my self-centered, schoolgirl romantic fantasy.
And Roger is thinking: Warranty? They want a warranty? I'll give them a
goddamn warranty. I'll take their warranty and stick it right up their...
"Roger," Elaine says aloud.
"What?" says Roger, startled.
"Please don't torture yourself like this," she says, her eyes beginning to
brim with tears. "Maybe I should never have... Oh God, I feel so..." (She
breaks down, sobbing.)
"What?" says Roger.
"I'm such a fool," Elaine sobs. "I mean, I know there's no knight. I really
know that. It's silly. There's no knight, and there's no horse."
"There's no horse?" says Roger.
"You think I'm a fool, don't you?" Elaine says.
"No!" says Roger, glad to finally know the correct answer.
"It's just that... It's that I... I need some time," Elaine says.
(There is a 15-second pause while Roger, thinking as fast as he can, tries
to come up with a safe response. Finally he comes up with one that he
thinks might work.)
"Yes," he says.
A BEFUDDLED BEAU
(Elaine, deeply moved, touches his hand.) "Oh, Roger, do you really feel
that way?" she says.
"What way?" says Roger.
"That way about time," says Elaine.
"Oh," says Roger. "Yes."
(Elaine turns to face him and gazes deeply into his eyes, causing him to
become very nervous about what she might say next, especially if it
involves a horse. At last she speaks.)
"Thank you, Roger," she says.
"Thank you," says Roger.
Then he takes her home, and she lies on her bed, a conflicted, tortured
soul, and weeps until dawn, whereas when Roger gets back to his place, he
opens a bag of Doritos, turns on the TV, and immediately becomes deeply
involved in a rerun of a tennis match between two Czechoslovakians he never
heard of. A tiny voice in the far recesses of his mind tells him that
something major was going on back there in the car, but he is pretty sure
there is no way he would ever understand what, and so he figures it's
better if he doesn't think about it. (This is also Roger's policy regarding
world hunger. )
IT'S ANALYSIS TIME
The next day Elaine will call her closest friend, or perhaps two of them,
and they will talk about this situation for six straight hours. In
painstaking detail, they will analyze everything she said and everything he
said, going over it time and time again, exploring every word, expression,
and gesture for nuances of meaning, considering every possible
ramification. They will continue to discuss this subject, off and on, for
weeks, maybe months, never reaching any definite conclusions, but never
getting bored with it, either. Meanwhile, Roger, while playing racquetball
one day with a mutual friend of his and Elaine's, will pause just before
serving, frown, and say: "Norm, did Elaine ever own a horse?"
We're not talking about different wavelengths here. We're talking about
different planets, in completely different solar systems. Elaine cannot
communicate meaningfully with Roger about their relationship any more than
she can meaningfully play chess with a duck. Because the sum total of
Roger's thinking on this particular topic is as follows:
Huh?
But the point I'm trying to make is that, if you're a woman, and you want
to have a successful relationship with a guy, the No. 1 tip to remember is:
1. Never assume that the guy understands that you and he have a
relationship. The guy will not realize this on his own. You have to plant
the idea in his brain by constantly making subtle references to it in your
everyday conversation, such as:
"Roger, would you mind passing me a Sweet 'n' Low, inasmuch as we have a
relationship?"
"Wake up, Roger! There's a prowler in the den and we have a relationship!
You and I do, I mean."
"Good News, Roger! The gynecologist says we're going to have our fourth
child, which will serve as yet another indication that we have a
relationship!"
"Roger, inasmuch as this plane is crashing and we probably have only about
a minute to live, I want you to know that we've had a wonderful 53 years of
marriage together, which clearly constitutes a relationship."
Never let up, women. Pound away relentlessly at this concept, and
eventually it will start to penetrate the guy's brain. Some day he might
even start thinking about it on his own. He'll be talking with some other
guys about women, and, out of the blue, he'll say, "Elaine and I, we have,
ummm... We have, ahhh... We... We have this thing."
And he will sincerely mean it.
The next relationship-enhancement tip is:
2. Do not expect the guy to make a hasty commitment. By "hasty," I mean,
"within your lifetime." Guys are extremely reluctant to make commitments.
This is because they never feel ready.
"I'm sorry," guys are always telling women, "but I'm just not ready to make
a commitment." Guys are in a permanent state of nonreadiness. If guys were
turkey breasts, you could put them in a 350 degree oven on July Fourth, and
they still wouldn't be done in time for Thanksgiving.
Relationships are like the Parts of a Tree
I don't know how you feel about Tyler Perry. But I love him. I love his movies. Because they cross lines. They cross racial lines to bring issues in today's society to the forefront: abuse, cheating, drugs, prostitution, and the issues of marriage. They are movies that anyone of an adult age can appreciate and relate to. There is so much wisdom and real life application in these movies. They make me cry. They make me laugh. They give me advice. They encourage me to keep my chin up.
One of my all time favorite clips comes from the Tyler Perry play of Tyler Perry Goes to Jail. This was recently made into a movie, but the movie was very different from the play. I want to share this clip with you. I watch it sporadically (including last night) and it brought to me such peace and justification for my past. Please watch it, and be amazed and how Tyler seems to speak directly to your soul and your past. And be encouraged that life exists, happiness exists, outside of the pain.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WF_10F7eYRE
(Enabling was disabled, so I couldn't put the actual video in the blog, but please take the time to watch it. I promise it's worth your time.)
One of my all time favorite clips comes from the Tyler Perry play of Tyler Perry Goes to Jail. This was recently made into a movie, but the movie was very different from the play. I want to share this clip with you. I watch it sporadically (including last night) and it brought to me such peace and justification for my past. Please watch it, and be amazed and how Tyler seems to speak directly to your soul and your past. And be encouraged that life exists, happiness exists, outside of the pain.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WF_10F7eYRE
(Enabling was disabled, so I couldn't put the actual video in the blog, but please take the time to watch it. I promise it's worth your time.)
Friday, October 8, 2010
It's odd sometimes... The people who comment on your status or write on your wall. There are a great many people who I've kind of lumped into this pile of people who don't care about me and therefore I don't care about them either. Mostly camp people -- who I feel like I don't trust. Who didn't get along with me at camp, who I didn't like at camp... It's just kind of funny how things work out. Those you think you hate are the ones commenting on your status three years later, and those that you were close with you don't ever hear from, or aren't even "friends" with them on facebook.
These tiny olive branches of support and encouragement that they give me, it's just so unexpected. I don't know how to react or respond.
But it's a plesant stunned. Plesantly surprised. Reminds me to drop the grudges, negativity, and just live my life with a positive attitude.
These tiny olive branches of support and encouragement that they give me, it's just so unexpected. I don't know how to react or respond.
But it's a plesant stunned. Plesantly surprised. Reminds me to drop the grudges, negativity, and just live my life with a positive attitude.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
I Hope to Dance
This song came on at work tonight, and the only line that registered with my brain was "Don't let some hell bent heart Leave you bitter." And once again, it felt like God was sending me a message. This song, it's a well known song. I loved it when it came out. And when it came on the radio tonight at work, I was even humming along with it. But I wasn't singing or thinking about the lyrics -- until that one line. And I kind of just stopped in my tracks, with clothes in my hand. And even though I've let go of a lot of my anger, I'm still bitter. Bitter enough to be told by a strange guy at a bar "Stop being so angry".
Maybe I'm not as anger-free as I thought. I have truly come a long way in the past couple of months. There's no boasting in that statement. But perhaps my progress isn't as far along as I thought. I still don't believe or trust guys. I still think that pretty much everything they say is a lie.
Am I suppossed to just open up? After all this? Just... Open up? I've been so let down, hurt, and disappointed, that I can't ever go back to the open hearted girl I was. Who believed that each guy had such potential. And yet, this one line is all I hear. And I need to open up. I need to really let go. I need to stop being so angry.
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance
(Time is a real and constant motion always)
(Rolling us along)
(Tell me who)
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)
(Time is a real and constant motion always)
(Rolling us along)
(Tell me who)
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)
Maybe I'm not as anger-free as I thought. I have truly come a long way in the past couple of months. There's no boasting in that statement. But perhaps my progress isn't as far along as I thought. I still don't believe or trust guys. I still think that pretty much everything they say is a lie.
Am I suppossed to just open up? After all this? Just... Open up? I've been so let down, hurt, and disappointed, that I can't ever go back to the open hearted girl I was. Who believed that each guy had such potential. And yet, this one line is all I hear. And I need to open up. I need to really let go. I need to stop being so angry.
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance
(Time is a real and constant motion always)
(Rolling us along)
(Tell me who)
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)
(Time is a real and constant motion always)
(Rolling us along)
(Tell me who)
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)
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