It was a beautiful weekend and it's going to be a short week. What's better than that? The only thing challenging about a short week is that every one tries to cram 5 days worth of work into 3. Why, people? Why?
Whatever, I'm not going to let them get to me. We can only do what we can do.
I got out on the trails on both Saturday and Sunday. Three miles on Saturday and five miles on Sunday. I also managed to sneak in a big salad. Yay me.
As many of you know I have been dealing with anemia for several years. In fact, I've probably dealt with it for my entire adult life. Anyway, it's become more of an issue lately and even though I have no symptoms of an anemic I started to worry. So what do we do when worry sets in? I don't know about you but I begin to self-diagnose and the diagnosis is never good. For whatever reason, my body just won't absorb the ridiculous amounts of iron that I put into it. Whether it's through my diet or supplements.
I became scared and I'm planning to see a specialist at the beginning of the year. My mind was telling me that I was sick. Really sick. At a recent prayer meeting I asked for prayer and you wouldn't believe (or maybe you would) the absolute peace that came over me. Ever since that night I haven't really thought about it. I haven't been back to webmd.com. I've stopped giving myself a death sentence.
I still may not know what is going on with me but I know the One who does.