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My mom sent me the cutest text. She almost never texts, so it was a nice surprise.

hi tiff,
i had spare rib tonight. it stuffed me. i exercised in the hotel. i'll call you when i get on the train the time i'll arrive. tks for picking me up.
-mom

Wow look at mama hsieh using slang "tks." haha I don't even do that.

So I feel like recently I've been in a little bit of a slump, both spiritually and academically. Sometimes it's just hard to stay motivated and I slack off like crazy. I can honestly say the only thing I have ever been super disciplined in is running. It made me a little sad because life is so much more significant than a running race, yet I spent so much more time and effort to train for a measley 5K, mile, or half mile which is over within the span of a couple minutes, or at most half an hour. It was over so quick, but I knew to make that time count. Relative to a lifetime, those few minutes spent running the race pass in a blink of an eye. Relative to eternity, life on earth is just a split second in comparison. What will I do to make it count? Am I treating it like a race, training with diligence, encouraging other people on my team, and being aware of the opponents that try to take me down from behind? Am I feeding myself with food that will make me stronger rather than weaker, am I working on my form to make it more efficient, breathing in through my nose, out through my mouth, steady, so my stomach doesn't cramp? And most importantly, am I relying on all these things I do to take me to the finish this race of life, or is it all in perspective? The perspective that it is all meaningless if I'm not looking to my Maker as the center of it all, holding everything together.

So it's something to think about.