Running and Babysitting in Guatemala

Today was the great race for HOPE Worldwide. Well, it was only 5k's, but the jog definitely made me remember how much more I need to exercise. Gelion (the brother I met at the wedding) came and picked up Elizabeth and I at 7 am, and even supplied us with some Gatorade. I regretted drinking it all when I then had to answer the call of nature after we'd parked. Gelion and I ran to a nearby McDonalds and made it back a few minutes before the race started. Luckily, they gave the women a few minutes' head start (so I finished somewhere in the middle of everyone), and they supplied us with Have you ever wondered why we call babysitting, "babysitting"? The oddity occurred to me again when I tried explaining the term to Evelyn, whom I'd be helping watch her friend's children for the evening. Well, after a good service at church, we headed to watch the rug-rats, and had a pretty good time, though I was feeling extremely low on energy. It was pure self-denial to play games with the kids and try to understand what they were rapidly trying to communicate with me.