Tired?

Ever felt this tired before? I found this picture online and it totally made me laugh. Too bad I really do feel that way sometimes. This past week I've decided to revisit my New Years Resolutions. I once had a friend who said they like to make them in the spring anyway because that is when the world is starting to become alive again. It just seems natural to start over and begin anew when the ground outside is beginning to thaw out and new growth starts to shoot up among the diminishing patches of snow.
For weeks I have been talking to my roommate about how I need to get back into my old running routine. Well things finally came to a head when I stepped on the scale last week. I turned to her and said this is the last week that I will weigh xxx lbs! This is the last week I will continue wearing my least favorite pair of jeans because nothing else fits! This is the last week I will let excuses keep me from getting the exercise that I need. So I began running again on Thursday. Sometimes it is better for me to start mid week when I am feeling motivated rather than waiting for my nonexistent 'Monday morning self discipline' to jump up and pull me out of bed at 6:00 a.m. Thankfully I moved to a new area that is adjacent to four miles of back road farm land. Running on a crisp cool back country road facing a field that seems to blot out the distant houses and meet up with old Mt Timp itself is very rewarding. However, I wasn't prepared for the pain that awaited me. I have attempted to be a runner for a long time and I am familiar with the sting of cold air on complacent lungs but up until last year I wasn't so well acquainted with the 'now-you're-getting-older-joint-pain' that accompanied it. I suppose that I have been ignoring all the signs that point to the fact that my body is now nearing that closely looming number '30' and I can't just jump up and run three miles like I used to. How do sixty year old women run marathons? How does that white haired man power up Timp every summer running the whole way, no less?
Once, when I was on a group date hiking the Y on a clear dark night we delivered ourselves heaving onto that big concrete slab. The other girl sucked in a few heavy sighs and spit out the words "Getting in shape is a brat!" If only I could remind myself that when it seems like an OK idea to slack off a little when I finally have worked back up to my optimal fitness level. That quote along with a few other friendly reminders are now are taped at eye level next to my bed. My freshman English teacher worded it a little differently when she said "things get harder before they get easier." For some reason that quote has really stuck with me. So as I pounded 4 miles of pavement this morning at the protest of every joint, muscle, and sinew from my waist down I kept repeating that phrase like a mantra: "Things get harder before they get easier, things get harder before they get easier...but the good news is that someday they do get easier..." and I'm 8 miles closer to that day than I was last week.

Life's little detours

Here are a few of my favorite pictures from a recent trip up Provo Canyon. A couple of weeks ago me and my room mate, Eileen, spent a sunny afternoon strolling through the woods. Snowshoeing has always provided us with an opportunity to sort life out and gain a new perspective on things. Sometimes it is good for me to get out in the snow and see how beautiful it can be so i will stop thinking about how cold and irritating it is. Well this trip was successful. I again felt rejuvenated and happy for a few hours while playing in the snow. Of course, that didn't transfer over to the next morning when I had to scrape my windows...

Hutchison Girls Make a Comeback

Growing up I was the only girl among 6 boys. My Dad only has one sister and she has only one daughter. Boys, it would seem, tend to run in the Hutchison genes...if that is at all possible. A few years ago my brothers started getting married, settling down, and having kids. At first it seemed that we were destined to keep adding boys and more boys to the family but the girls have finally caught up. I now have four nieces and four nephews. Mark's wife evened out the balance when she delivered Elenoa on December 4th at 2:12 am. She is a little chunk at 8 lbs 6 oz and 19inches long. I think her facial features look a lot like her mom but her expressions look more like her dad, especially when she wrinkles up her forehead or her nose...she looks just like Mark when she does that. It is so cute!

Quilting Fun?

Recently I finished a baby quilt for my brother Mark and his wife Lani who are expecting a baby any time between now and the end of the month. It turned into a more elaborate project than I intended but now that it's done I'm happy with how it turned out. I learned how to machine quilt from an online tutorial. Since I don't especially care for hand quilting I thought this would be a fairly easy alternative and allow me greater freedom in the finished design of the quilt. 10 hours and five needles later I decided that it wasn't necessarily easier, though I'd hate to think how long it would have taken me to finish all of that by hand.

Favorite Quotes

Recently I've been collecting a smattering of my favorite quotes 'cause lets face it...we could all use an encouraging word now and again. Below are some of mine...Feel free to post some of yours. I would love to read them!

No ray of sunlight is ever lost, but the green which it awakes into existence needs time to sprout.
And it is not always granted unto the sower to see the harvest. All work that is worth anything is done in faith.
-Albert Schweitzer


Black is beauty in its deepest form,
The darkest cloud in a thunderstorm.
Think of what starlight
And lamplight would lack
Diamonds and fireflies
If they couldn't lean against Black...
-Mary O'Neill

Miracles do not always need to happen all at once

What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well...
-Antoine de Saint Exupery

When we love, we always strive to become better than we are.
-Paulo Coelho

Time is purple
Just before night
When most people
Turn on the light--
But if you don't it's
A beautiful sight.
-Mary O'Neill

Let us have integrity and not write checks with our tongues which our conduct cannot cash.
-Elder Neal A Maxwell

I heard John Taylor preach in the Tabernacle one of the most heavenly discourses ever spoken, upon the principle of Jesus Christ being in man a well of living water. If people will live to the light they have, and to every manifestation from God, they will arrive at such a state of perfection that God will dwell in them a well of everlasting life—a fountain of living water that will dispense life wherever they go. Whatever they do, every act, thought, and word will be full of life, and they will grow into eternal lives in the kingdoms of our God. It is your privilege to so live that you are constantly filled with the light of revelation, that Jesus Christ may be within you as a fountain of living water continually springing forth and yielding life eternal
-Brigham Young

Every beautiful moment in my life has also been imperfect and everything that has been painful has brought me to a better understanding of what beauty and truth truly are

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
-Nelson Mandela

Love, patience, and meekness can be just as contagious as rudeness and crudeness.
-Elder Maxwell

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Morning walk and Musings

Last Saturday morning my boyfriend, Mark, wanted to go target shooting up hobble creek canyon with my dad. I wasn't planning on going with them since I only have about a one hour attention span for such activities; however, when I went outside for a morning walk and saw just how beautiful the mountains were I couldn't help but tag along. It was a perfect day. The temperature was just right, and the slant of the Mid-October sun was casting momentary pockets of delight along the river bank I was exploring. Sometimes it is good for the soul to have quiet, unhurried, moments to enjoy God's creations. It doesn't matter what kind of mood I'm in--happy, contemplative, heart broken, unsure, confident, hopeful, worried--doesn't matter, I always find a sense of inner peace and wholeness when I'm exploring the natural world around me.
The following day while at church a girl in my ward announced that she had experienced sudden and severe hearing loss due to a virus she contracted at a recent relief society sleepover. How quickly life can throw unwelcome surprises our way. This morning I was reading a post she made about her new challenges. She quoted Elder Dennis E Simmons who said:

“When Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-nego refused to bow down and worship a golden image set up by the king, a furious Nebuchadnezzar told them that if they would not worship as commanded, they would immediately be cast into a burning fiery furnace.
‘And who is that God that shall deliver you out of my hands?’
“The three young men quickly and confidently responded, "If it be so [if you cast us into the furnace], our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the burning fiery furnace, and he will deliver us out of thine hand." That sounds like my eighth-grade kind of faith. But then they demonstrated that they fully understood what faith is. They continued, "But if not, . . . we will not serve thy gods, nor worship the golden image which thou hast set up." That is a statement of true faith. They knew that they could trust God—even if things didn't turn out the way they hoped. They knew that faith is more than mental assent, more than an acknowledgment that God lives. Faith is total trust in Him.
Faith is believing that although we do not understand all things, He does. Faith is knowing that although our power is limited, His is not. Faith in Jesus Christ consists of complete reliance on Him.
“So there we have it—it's a test. The world is a testing place for mortal men and women. When we understand that it's all a test, administered by our Heavenly Father, who wants us to trust in Him and to allow Him to help us, we can then see everything more clearly.
“Men accomplish marvelous things by trusting in the Lord and keeping His commandments—by exercising faith even when they don't know how the Lord is shaping them.
“Our God will deliver us from ridicule and persecution, but if not. . . . Our God will deliver us from sickness and disease, but if not . . . . He will deliver us from loneliness, depression, or fear, but if not. . . . Our God will deliver us from threats, accusations, and insecurity, but if not. . . . He will deliver us from death or impairment of loved ones, but if not, . . . we will trust in the Lord."
http://www.lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,49-1-439-25,00.html

What a powerful way to view our challenges. I admire her faith. I remember the first time I heard this talk and how the words affected me deeply. As I re-read it this morning I thought of that quiet moment in my living room again. Since then I have experienced a few of those "but if not..." moments in my own life, as we all do. Usually it has been my response to become bitter, or angry, or frustrated when those test of faith have come. However, after thinking of that lovely morning walk the other day I think I need to remember the abundance of good I enjoy in my life every day.
I keep telling myself that someday I am going to convince that boy that is perfect for me in every way to marry me...but if not...the sunrise will still be crisp and beautiful each morning. Someday I will overcome my lack of self confidence...but if not...there will still be brilliant fall leaves, desert roses, and red sandstone cliffs that won't withhold their beautiful colors. Someday I hope to have a family with children of my own but if not I have brothers, and sister-in-laws, and nieces, and nephews, and friends, that share their kindness, and love, and laughter. Someday (even though I am an English major. hah) I might get a good job and never worry about money...but if not...I feel rich when remembering the relationships I have in my life and the beautiful moments that take my breath away.