Unfortunately we live in a culture of me, me, me and more, more, more. Raising kids in that culture is hard enough. But just because I am aware of the pressure and influences they face and will do everything I can to teach them gratitude and self worth, my awareness doesn't mean I am immune.
I thought about how blessed I am in so many ways (especially the ways that really count, such as my health, beautiful and healthy children, an amazing spouse, a roof over our head, food on our table) and knew my covetousness is not healthy. Probably normal, but still not good.

All those fast runners out there (let's not even start on the Boston qualifiers)? Jealous. Instead of just letting myself be jealous, I am going to do what I can to improve my running. It make take years or it may not ever happen, but there is no point in sitting around wishing I could run a lot faster. Awesome abs? Some serious coveting. Even though I actually am already trying to create some improvement in this area, I am going to try to stop being so envious and instead use people like EMZ, Beth and Morgan the Redhead and their glorious abs as motivation.
Like I said, I am just touching on my runner envy. But all that brilliance results in lack of sleep, so it hasn't turned into the clever (and coherent) blog post I imagined last night. So, I'll just hope you get my general drift. Now it's time to clean up from dinner, get the girls to bed, and hit the treadmill to work up some more brilliance.
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