Dear Diary,
Reporting to you from the Sticky Chair. Just when I feel like I’ve earned a good sit-down, a little voice says in my ear “It’s not good to be too sedentary.” But really, I’ve already been out of the house a record three times today: early morning Bible study, delivering Meals on Wheels (full disclosure: I was only the driver and did no actually delivering of said meals), and a trip to the Fitness Room that emptied my reserve of will power to make me go. By my calculations, I am due about 4 hours in the Sticky Chair, guilt free.
It’s been a good week, dear diary…I think. Whenever anyone asks me how my week went, my mind goes blank. What did I actually do over the last week? Reading, writing, and probably even a little arithmetic. Yes, I actually had to do some mental math to calculate how long I’d been in the fitness room.
After an 8-week absence, I returned to swimming laps and using weight machines. I’m easing in slowly since I’m still recovering from TOTAL KNEE REPLACEMENT surgery. Yes, that’s in ALL CAPS because I need to remember that it’s going to be a while before I’ll be running marathons like I used to. Ha ha – I don’t actually ever have to run marathons because – and this isn’t well known in the running world – I have secretly delegated my son-in-law to run them for me. It’s called “substitutionary running.” When he runs one (even a half a marathon), I get to check it off on my personal marathon score sheet. Please don’t tell him this since he still thinks he’s running them for himself.
Oh, here’s something new, Diary: I took part in a jam session last night with two other women! We had our guitars out to do some playing and singing together. I learned some new songs and discovered that my finger calluses are still rather weak.
I’m working on a new writing project and have determined to be more intentional about praying before I write. Martin Luther said, “God carves the rotten wood and rides the lame horse.” I heard that on a podcast and had to write it down. It makes me happy to know that God will used flawed people, like myself, to accomplish His purposes. Lord, carve this rotten wood and use me to write something that will gallop for your glory.

I actually don’t have to delete this as I have secretly designated someone else to. It might even be you.