It’s 10:30 p.m., and I just got back from the gym—24 Hour Fitness! I joined a couple of months ago and I am nowhere near 24 Fitness! I am maybe 15 minute fit—tops. This evening I ran on some contraption that is supposed to get you in shape. It forces you to chug along with your legs pumping while your arms are pulled opposite directions as if quartering a fifty-pound chicken (not that I have ever quartered a fifty-pound chicken). The truth is that making such unnatural motions was quite a distraction to my TV watching of ESPN SportsCenter NFL Live, which didn’t really interest me, but it was better that the alternatives—WWF Wrestling and Hockey (some team named the Coyotes or something like that).
In any case I served my time on the death-chug machine and then did “crunches,” which is the technical term to describe when you yank your lower body forward by pulling with both hands behind you head and neck so as to produce a “crunch” sound emanating from your spine. To add insult to injury I tried doing these crunches on a board that was set up on a 45 degree angle, so as to cause your back to go into spasms and your snap your neck veins into cardio-distress. I did not notice during my out of body experience that my iPhone had once again ceased to function. Pandora had ceased playing my music. As I was exiting the building I noticed that there was no service. Actually, as I touched my iPhone I noticed that there was a “No Service” text on the top left-hand corner. I will have to go outside to hopefully catch a signal and call Penny before I call it a night. Otherwise she will try calling me and not get an answer.
Long day of meetings today—Education Board for the Arizona Conference. The meeting flowed well and the agenda was completed in record time. Personnel decisions were confirmed and new initiatives received the imprimatur from the committee. Exciting things lie ahead for the conference school system. I get excited thinking about it, but my enthusiasm is tempered by my occasional reminders that people are not always as genuine as I believe them to be and that in spite of my best intentions or efforts I cannot gain trust when there is no real desire to give it. It is enough to make a person become disenchanted with the system that engenders such dynamics—that is until I am reminded that I am part of that system and I choose, for now, not to surrender.
I will choose to do what I believe is right and accept situational quirks as occupational hazards. It is a reality I must be prepared for but not resigned to that not everyone will react appropriately or agree with my decisions—that alone does not make them my enemies or threats to my plans. God is still in control. Given that reality such events simply strengthen my resolve and crystalize my thinking through the process of opposition. “All things work together for good for those who love God and who are called according to his purpose….”
Good night, my back is hurting!
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