The Becoming....

Those of you who know me know that I'm not competitive in anyway. And those of you who really know me know that that's a big lie.

These last free weeks I've been sitting in the bottom third of my crew numbers wise. And I haven't let it bother me, with excuses like 'I'm still learning' and 'I'm competing against myself'. While two days ago something snapped and I just exploded back into highly competitive mode. I was able to funnel my rage into a 1400 tree day even though I ended up working on four different pieces [and one of them was totally done stupidly]. Our veteran said I was on pace for 2000 if I had kept it up. I finished the day tired for third and it was the first day that Evan said he was proud of me as a treeplanter. Which really meant the world to me.

We finished our contract in Prince George and now were on our way to Tumble Ridge. So last night we took Josh's little Jetta and headed in to town to watch hockey at a restaurant and eat nachos. Well lets just say that Jetta's are not designed for brutal logging roads and neither are there spare tires. so two flat tires and a call to a service truck and two lost hub caps and another different flat tire and three hours and alot of cash. we made it to Prince George to watch the hockey game. we got there in time to watch the last five minutes of the third and see them tie it up. so we watched two over time periods and I throughly enjoyed it. But then we had to leave so we didn't have to drive the stupid logging road in the dark. So I didn't find out that Pittsburg won until this morning. ridiculous.

Philippians 4:13 'I can do all things through him who strengthens me.' Even put my mind on hold and treeplant angry all day, even wait hours and hours for slow, lazy people. and for the Glory.

~CHAD