Time for a Dazzling Poof

I've spent the past few days telling anyone who will listen to please pray for me on Saturday morning at 9:30am.  That's when I'll begin the Diva Dash.  "What is the Diva Dash?" you may ask.  "It sounds fun, it sounds sassy!"  Those are the exact thoughts that got me into this mess.  The Diva Dash is a 5K obstacle course - climbing walls, swinging on ropes, jumping through tires, etc. - that my friends Michele and Stephanie talked me into.  I was persuaded because I've been working out and I was feeling strong and capable.  I was persuaded because they used the F word - Fun - and God forbid I miss out on any of that!  I was persuaded because Stephanie has a way of talking me into anything.  (Thank goodness she's not into drugs!)

From the moment I clicked confirm on the registration, I began dreading "this stupid Diva Dash"!  What was I thinking?  I've only been working out for two months.  And although I'm proud of myself, when I say working out, I mean 20-40 minutes on the elliptical, or the rowing machine or the bike that you're sort of reclined in.  No actual "training", no upper body work - was there a picture of a woman wading through waist deep water on the website?  Again I ask - what was I thinking???

Well, I attended a meeting that Michele and Stephanie were at tonight.  As we walked to our cars, working out carpooling and our name (Dazzling Divas), I started laying the ground work.  "If I don't like an obstacle, I'm going around it!"  "I am NOT going through water!"  And so did they.  "Oh, okay, Roxy." Stephanie says in her sweet melodic voice.  "We'll see." says Michele with a smirk and a sideways glance.  I got into my car still throwing out threats.  "If I have to go through water, I won't be on this committee with you next year!"  They both grin and wave.

I was only in my car a minute or two before the thought hit me.  Of course this race is going to suck!  I've been calling it "stupid" since I signed up.  I've been telling everyone how scared I am and how nervous I am and "what was I thinking - I can't do this!"

Aha!  Negative Poofing!  As much as my mocking started as a joke, I have completely managed to freak myself out about "this stupid dash."  Well I only have about 36 hours left, but it's time for a turnaround.  It's time for a positive poof.  No - it's time for a dazzling poof!  So shall I begin again?

To anyone out there reading my blog: please pray for my friends and I on Saturday morning.  We're doing the Diva Dash.  It's a super fun obstacle 5k race.  I'll admit, I'm a little intimidated - but I'm with two of my friends who I always laugh with.  The three of us are going to be doing crazy fun things together for the next twelve years - at least! - and this is only the beginning.  So please pray for a safe race, for facing our fears, stretching outside our comfort zones and side-splitting laughter. 

And to Michele and Steph - thanks for "roping me in" again.  I'm sure the memories we make on Saturday will be ones we cherish for a very long time to come.  I can't wait!!!