Ash Wednesday

I'm laying in bed sick from what seems like some sort of flu, as last night I was both freezing uncontrollably and burning up with a temperature over 102. I still can't breath well and am hoping that I can get back to work in the next day or so. For now I will just rest and blog a little.

I desire to label my intentions for lent and the things I will try to give up. First and foremost I will try to control my eating as I enjoy very much eating all the time. This will include limiting my proportions and no eating after 6:30 ( Dr. Bautista)
Next I will try to reduce my morning cozy ritual of sleep for a walk with my wife and maybe a dog or 2.
Last I will try and read more of the bible as I subscribed to a daily readings podcast.

Re-entry

It has been far to long since I last entered any text here. I had changed my schedule and late night blogging wasn't working, obviously I have changed back or in my case reverted to laziness. I was swimming 2500 to 3000 meters a day 5 days a week and felt excellent. I now sit here almost 3 months fro hitting the pool or any other workout for that matter. My company has just put out this years sign-up for the Y and I'm struggling with whether or not to do it. Everything outside my immediate family seems to me to be up in the air. Or as it seems to me I have to come back into existence with the world outside my immediate family. I'm extremely happy with our traveling to Liberal every Sunday for mass. Although, I really don't think it is ever going to be possible for us to really integrate into full parish life outside the mass, due to the driving issue. Catrina has been an inspiration to me as she has been driving to adoration on an early AM schedule and enjoying it. The other day I had not even remembered she had gone and that kinda scared me. I realized later that day when we were talking that she went and I spent the next couple of hours trying to figure out how I wasn't aware she had got up (2:45AM) drove 40 miles to adoration and returned for another hour of sleep. Clueless I am, I have to get my head back in the game. Distracted by things that don't matter, and clueless of things that do.
Sometimes I wonder if we would be better off on an island all alone, it would be easier and harder, but at least we could focus on us and not everything else. Denying I am, the conviction of witness we are all destined for. Sure it is easier to regress into oneself and deny any existence but you can't continue without paying your fare share. "Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood lives in me and I live in him" My purpose has always been pretty clear, I just need to buckle down and dig back into this world. Denying it would really suck. Bear with me.....