Sunday, August 31, 2008

Walking, walking and more walking!

Perhaps blogging about my training will assist in holding me accountable. I walked in the 3day in 2006. I wouldn't call it easy. But I will say that being that 2 of my 3 team members lived with me and the 3rd worked/traveled with me, i was constantly in 3day central. It made fundraising and training a whole lot easier. I had walking partners at a moment's notice. Training has been much more difficult this time. 3 of my 4 team members live out of state and the one that does live here in state, just dropped out. Sooooooooooooo, I promised myself on Friday night that I'd walk 5 miles each day this weekend. I kept my promise yesterday and today. In fact, yesterday - I walked 5 miles on the tread mill at the gym and then walked another mile or so with Joshua & Honey at the park. After my trip to the gym today, I realized that I'm getting my first 3day blister. Normally you don't celebrate blisters - but this one, I celebrated a little. It is a sign that I am on track with getting ready. My legs are a little tight - but all in all, I feel good. Now, if I can just keep this up. Can you (my friends, family, heck...even stranges)...can you please help to hold me accountable? I have to get on the ball or it is going to be a very painful 60 miles.

My Aunt Heather signed up and joined our team this week. I'm SO HAPPY! Since she is a late starter, her main focus is going to be getting enough donations to walk. She only has a short amount of time to raise a lot of $$$. If you have a little extra to give, she will appreciate the donation. Donate Now!

Back to my lovely 3day weekend. Speaking of 3day, I only have a 3day work week and then another 3day weekend. Josh & I are off to visit family in Utah for a wedding. My Mom turns 50 on September 9th. So, we get double the pleasure. We can celebrate the wedding and my Mom's birthday - YAY!

Thursday, August 28, 2008

The power of hope

Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.

And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."²

This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.

With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning:

My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.

Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride,

From every mountainside, let freedom ring!

And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Out and about in Napa

Yesterday, we started our day out right at the Boon Fly Cafe on Sonoma Highway. It was wonderful. Most of us had "Eggs in a hole" - Mmmmm! After breakfast, we made our way down the Silverado Trail and stopped in on some wineries.






It was a really nice day off!!! Paula was there too - but she prefers no paparazzi pictures.

Today, I'm working at the California office for the moment. My plans have changed. I will not be going to the ISGB Gathering this weekend. However, if you are in the Oakland area and are available on Saturday, the bead bazaar is open to the public and well worth your stopping in. You will find some of the most amazing treasures!

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