Being judged

We've all done it.

You meet someone new, and a snap judgment takes hold in your heart and memory. Why does that snapshot come without the delete, or crop, button?

It's sinful to judge others; we aren't qualified to vote anyone off the island or take away another person's opportunity. God wants us to live in the image of Jesus...loving, compassionate, driven by faith and forgiveness. He accepts everyone. Every One. How does he do that? Why is that so difficult for me?

God will judge me one day and you know what, I'm ready. I'm ready to kneel before God and thank him for his grace and mercy because I sure as heck don't deserve forgiveness. I've chosen sin. I've fallen for temptation.

I also glorify God and praise him for the beauty he has created. He made this majestic state of Colorado. He created my family, and put the right friends in my life.

When will I start to fully fill my life with His love?

He will judge me and I shouldn't worry, be sad or broken, when I feel misjudged. Because it is all in His hands.

Xoxo

Mountain town: population 1200

2 weeks ago, Katherine and I were chatting via our school messenger and decided to book a hotel room in Crested Butte. My initial thoughts: On the search for a mountain man with a burly beard, leather skin and a knack for hunting dinner. That was my dream fall break. It's obvious he will be a stellar skier or boarder.

We heard the live music, saw the lights on, heard laughter and cheer and saw the PBR on tap. I scanned the room for the blue-eyes that could catch me and take me to the dance floor. Instead, we walked thru the...what's that generation? Oh, yeah, a bunch of baby boomers. And their kids... and some 7 year olds. The silver fox was a little too leather faced for me.

So, because we SCREAMED "we are tourists" we left. And walked to the touristy brewery.

How do people find love in crested butte, with a population of 1200?

Dan Meyer: Math class needs a makeover | Video on TED.com

Dan Meyer: Math class needs a makeover | Video on TED.com

orange leaves and running uphill

WOW. Time flies. Where have I been?

Oh yeah, that silly 6:45 AM wake up call started in August and there goes my life. I think Kenny Chesney sings about that. You look back - and where did it all go?

Hours of running around Denver, on the front range trails and along the Pacific ocean coastline paid off. Denver Rock and Roll marathon was a.... real marathon. This is the marathon where I felt my calves turn into bricks, my stride slow so much I didn't know if I was running and I had to baby crawl up and down my stairs at home. For 2 days.

yoga - you are more important than clipping my toenails on race day.

I felt great during the first half of the race but once I was in Wash Park the weight of my long sleeve t-shirt became unbearable and I shed that thing and thought I lost 2 pounds when I tossed that to the side. It was the easiest 2 lbs I'll ever lose!

My new roommate, Emily - she's awesome. Her friends- pretty cool too. Well, of course - they are all from the Midwest. They jumped in at mile 20 and this was no regular pacing team. This was the best-dressed team of the whole marathon.


That dinosaur/gator tail was crucial to my success. I reached out like a baby from a stroller going for their bottle and had that tail whip me forward.

But then. Mile 25 came. maybe Mile 24.5
And South Logan turns into a vertical, undefined slope, hill. Math people - you get me, right? This thing was straight up. Funny, I run this hill often but today, they cranked that thing up like it was a drawbridge and I was running up with the increased incline.

My team was positive, encouraging, and played Juanes. When Juanes came on, life was back to great. I had a little Latina step in my run and finished strong.

PR of 3:51. Next time? Under 3:50! Then maybe.. Boston @ 3:35 or faster!