- I LOVE Tim Tebow.
I do. I don’t care if his unapologetic profession of faith on and off the football field makes people uncomfortable – that just makes me like him even more. Seriously, how can someone read this article and not love him?
- I HATE this guy.
Pastor Pete says we have to have grace for the grace-killers or else we are just like them and while I totally agree, I am not there yet. I read that article and am too fired up to have any grace for him right now. I will find some in time for Church on Sunday so that I can sit there with a clean conscience.
- I LOVE the Black Keys.
I just discovered them and I have no idea how they have albums dating back an entire decade because if I didn’t know about them until last week, then surely no one else did either. Anyway, I have been listening to them on Spotify non-stop since then. Their music makes me feel slinky. And I like it.
- I HATE raisins.
And somehow lately they have been all around me lately. Why I hate them needs no explanation. They are the worst ever.
- I LOVE hot yoga.
I am a runner that, aside from running well when trained, does nothing right. I don’t warm up. I don’t start slow. I don’t cool down. I don’t stretch. My shoes are 3 years old. How I’ve avoided injury is a mystery and a miracle straight from Jesus (who I believe must’ve been a runner, too.) Anyway, hot yoga is this amazing cleansing, steamy, sweaty hour where I do nothing but focus on breathing and balancing, strengthening and stretching – all while burning about 600 calories. Not bad for yoga.