Girls will be girls...

This is a conversation between my sister and her roommate. Jenni is hilarious.

Jenni: I think that to submit to a man he has to love you like Christ loved the church, which is impossible, right? So that means we women are absolved of our duty to submit.
Lindsey: I can't wait until some man just whips you into submission.

I'm like Forrest Gump, only I don't run, I swim

Well, I've officially gotten back into lap swimming. I don't know why I ever quit. Well, I do know why. It's because the pool was always too crowded with old guys in speedos, but I've forced myself to look past that and just go for it. Initially I didn't really know how far I'd be able to swim. I wanted to set a goal that I could reach so I wouldn't be discouraged. My first day back was May 16th and I swam 25 laps that morning at 6:00 a.m. For those of you that aren't familiar with swimming, a lap is down and back, not just the length of the pool. I'm only saying this because I've found a lot of people are confused by this concept. The pool here is 50 meters per lap, so 32 laps is basically a mile. That night I went back to lap swim with Michelle and swam some more after diving off the board-which was great fun! I decided after Monday that I would try and swim 32 laps every morning. I figured that was a good reachable goal, so the rest of the week, I did it. 32 laps-one mile swimming. I really enjoyed it and I'm glad I was able to make myself get up early in the morning again. This week I went back to the pool Monday morning. I did my 32 laps and got out. Monday night Michelle and I lifted weights and cardio, so I decided to not swim Tuesday morning. When I went back Wednesday morning to the pool, I realized that I could swim more than 32, so I pushed myself and did 40. Aubrey was swimming that morning too (he has been most mornings) and he stopped me at one point and we had this conversation:
Aubrey: Ok, I did 10 laps, I'm done.
Jenn: Do 5 more.
Aubrey: Jennifer-that's a lot!
Jenn: Ok, then do 3 more. You can do it, I know you can.
Aubrey: Ok, I'll do it. How many have you done?
Jenn: 28
*Aubrey began swimming with no comment*

Really he's been doing great. I've been swimming a lot longer than him, so it makes sense that I can swim more laps than him. He's clearly in better shape than me, but it just takes work to get used to swimming if you haven't done it much. This morning we swam again, but he got in the pool about 35 minutes after me. When he got in he asked, "how many have you done so far?" I told him I had done 30, and he said, "already?" I think I might be discouraging him, but I think he'll keep trying. I did 42 this morning, so that may be my new goal. I don't really have time to do more than that since the pool opens at 6 and I have to be at work at 8.

Dirk baby, I'll see you next season...

Don't they just look so dang happy here? They really should still be playing together. If Dallas hadn't been so cheap last year, they would be. Anyway, the Mavericks are out, which was inevitable, but it would have been nice to see a seventh game. My favorite part of the game was still right at half time when Dirk and Steve had both fallen down and they helped each other up, and then Dirk gave Nash a "good game" pat on the butt. Those guys really are the best of friends. That's what's so great about basketball. They can play against each other, but at the end of the game, no matter who won, they're still friends. Sure, Dirk is upset with the loss, but he won't lose his friend over that. I guess I'll be cheering for Phoenix on Sunday against the Spurs. I'm told that since I'm from Texas, I should cheer for the Texas team, but that's whack. I still love Steve Nash, so I'll cheer for him just like I did when he was with Dallas. If Dirk had to lose to someone, at least it was to a great friend.

NKOTB=water aerobics soundtrack

This morning I got a call at 5:50 from Aubrey. He was letting me know that he wouldn't be going for our regular 6:00 a.m. swim. I said ok, but I was still going. After all, I already had my swimsuit on, so it would have been silly to take it off at that point and get back in bed, no matter how appealing that sounded. I got to the pool a few minutes after 6. I was the first lap swimmer and actually ended up being the only 6 a.m. lap swimmer. However, I wasn't alone. There were 4 older ladies doing water aerobics. The instructor had a microphone which was entertaining. Along with that, there was the obligatory aerobics music in the background. For the most part I ignored the goings on in the other part of the pool and kept myself focused on swimming my mile. I think it was around my eighth lap when I heard a familiar song playing. I got to the end of the pool, listened for a minute, and then realized it was none other than New Kids on the Block's ditty "Step by Step". How great is that? I mean, these old ladies doing water aerobics to NKOTB. Just when I thought no one listened to Joe, Jordan, and umm, all the others...I guess if nothing else, it gave me a good laugh. I did finish my mile this morning--all 32 laps. It feels great to swim again.

So last night I watched the Mavericks get annihilated by Phoenix. It was pretty depressing. The worst part was when Dirk got hurt. I think I had sympathy pains. (but that could have been from the pepper juice in my eye-I'm not sure.) Poor guy...He's so great. If you want to see how I really feel about Dirk, you can read what I wrote when they lost to the Kings last year in the playoffs:

Ok, so I was really depressed when I went to bed last night. The Dallas Mavericks lost to the Kings. Those of you who aren't into basketball wouldn't understand, but this is a huge deal. They are now officially out of the playoffs. That also means I can't watch Dirk until next season--enormous tragedy in and of itself.

Anyhow, I'm not giving up hope yet, even if the Suns are the #1 seed. Dallas just needs to go back home and win there, and then win the last game. It can happen, right?

Global Day of Prayer

I don't have much to write for now. I just don't want my depressing post to be read over and over again.

May 6 began the 10 days of constant prayer. Today's prayer is for the coming generation.
Things to pray for:
-For His Church:
--For marriages and homes to be strengthened by Christ.
--For children and youth to follow Christ early in life, and to love Him with extreme devotion.

-For Our World:
--For the 130 million children who lack access to education worldwide.
--For the many children orphaned or afflicted by wars and the HIV/AIDS epidemic. By 2010 an estimated 25 million children on the earth will have lost one or both parents to AIDS.
--For God to raise up the coming generation to fulfill His promises by the power and Spirit of God.

"For the promise is for you and your children..." -Acts 2:39

Woe is me...

Do you ever feel like God has chosen a day to pick on you? I realize that is not His nature, but if it were, today would have been my day. I had the worst allergy attack I've had since I was in Atlanta, and that was bad. Also found out it would cost $900 to fix my car--a car that when I wanted to sell it, was told it wasn't mine to sell, but now that it has a repair bill, it must be mine to repair. Yeah, what fun. On top of this, work isn't going that great. I'm very ready to get out of there. I also got told other news, which I'm not allowed to dispurse on the internet, but it also made my day not so great. I realize this is a poor attitude, but I need to vent, so I'm choosing to do so on my blog...and I'm sure Michelle will get some of it too, so Michelle, I'm sorry in advance, but thanks for loving me enough to listen.