Last week's great triathlon experience meant many stories about the day, many accolades and lots of hugs and smiles. Often following the words of congrats came the question, "So, what's next?"
I've thought about that question often since I came down from the high of the triathlon. I'd love to do another triathlon this summer/fall. I looked into races over the next few months and between race schedules and my schedule it looks like one triathlon for 2016.
The other piece to that is that my next scheduled race is the Rehoboth Marathon in December. In just over a week, training begins for that. I will use swimming as my cross training as long as the pool is open. Swimming has been a great strength building exercise for me. It is nice to be off my legs for cross training and it has taken me out of my comfort zone.
Speaking of being outside of my comfort zone, I swam a mile today. I heard about the Blue Marsh Mile on Wednesday and learned that I could show up this morning, register and swim.....so I did. I defaulted to my comfort zone of the breaststroke, but I completed the distance. I know that for next year's triathlons, I need to work on my open water swimming. I need to just get out there and practice. I have the ability...and the strength, it's just overcoming the uncertainty of freestyle in open water.
I'll get there...one swim at a time.
With the marathon on the horizon, I'll spend more time running with a focus on endurance, speed and stamina. I plan on integrating strength training and a focus on diet as well. I'm excited to return to Rehoboth with a knowledge of the course and race day details.
Will there be more triathlons in my future? Heck yeah there will be...but there is plenty of time to think about and prep for those. In the meantime, I'll run.
Saturday, July 30, 2016
Saturday, July 23, 2016
Tri it....you'll LOVE it!
I competed in my first triathlon today.
Let me tell you the New Jersey State Triathlon is a great one! I had an amazing experience.
The last 6+ weeks I have been training for this day. This past week was a tough one. Mentally I couldn't stop thinking about race day. I was worried about getting checked in, figuring out the transition space, the swim, completing the race...you know....all the first time jitters.
I was thankful to pick up my race packet yesterday, see the lay of the land and attend the pre-race meeting.
I also enjoyed a tasty dinner with mom, dad and Billy. Meeting up with an old friend was just icing on the cake.
Today started off early...but I was ready.
We made it to the start ahead of traffic, I got my things situated in the transition area, and got to eat some breakfast. I headed to the water for the pre-race warm up swim just to get a feel for the water. It was warm, but worth getting in just to remind myself that I know how to swim. After that I was ready to go!
When my wave was called into the water, I got hugs and cheers from mom and dad. It made my day! I was so excited that I rushed in with the crowd...and forgot the tip of staying to the back of the pack. When we started, I was pretty much in the middle....and I tried freestyle, but kept getting bumped. So I went with my comfort zone of breaststroke. I knew I had the stamina for the swim, but being able to sight better with the breaststroke and have good look at who was around me was a good thing. It was then that I remembered my original game plan: get through the swim, enjoy the ride and embrace the run. I had decent speed with the breaststroke and knew that I would get to the end of the swim not winded.
As I ran out of the water my family saw a smile on my face. I think I was smiling because the swim was over...but I was also smiling because I was having a good time. I was doing my first triathlon!
It took a bit to get the bike shorts over the wet bathing suit, but as I did my family cheered from the other side of the transition fence. Everything was laid out just right for me and sitting down to get that gear on was worth it.
The bike ride went smoothly. I was worried about passing and being too close to riders in front of me, but it all went well. I sipped on gatorade and when I knew I was just about done with the ride, I took my gel pack with some water so I wouldn't have to deal with it on the run.
At the end of the ride I had a quick transition to the run....with more cheering from my family.
The run course took me right by Billy and my dad for some great photo ops and fun video.
The run in a word was HOT! I had hoped to really enjoy the run, seeing as that is my strong suit, but I just ran and thought of as many cool things as I could. I walked through water stops to continue hydrating and to keep as cool as possible and then just kept running. I didn't want to push to hard and get overheated...my goal was to finish. I was hydrated enough that I could keep going. As we hit the last stretch, I was excited that I was completing my first triathlon! Just before the last turn a woman shouted, use it all, don't take it home with you! And I thought...heck yeah...and I kicked in for the last bit! I came around that corner pumped and ready to finish...I caught sight of my family and my smile took over my face, my arms went up and I was so excited!
My two goals going into today were to finish and to finish in less than 2 hours. I'm happy to say I finished feeling AMAZING and I did it in under 1 & 1/2 hours! Woo hoo!
Let me tell you the New Jersey State Triathlon is a great one! I had an amazing experience.
The last 6+ weeks I have been training for this day. This past week was a tough one. Mentally I couldn't stop thinking about race day. I was worried about getting checked in, figuring out the transition space, the swim, completing the race...you know....all the first time jitters.
I was thankful to pick up my race packet yesterday, see the lay of the land and attend the pre-race meeting.
I also enjoyed a tasty dinner with mom, dad and Billy. Meeting up with an old friend was just icing on the cake.
Today started off early...but I was ready.
We made it to the start ahead of traffic, I got my things situated in the transition area, and got to eat some breakfast. I headed to the water for the pre-race warm up swim just to get a feel for the water. It was warm, but worth getting in just to remind myself that I know how to swim. After that I was ready to go!
When my wave was called into the water, I got hugs and cheers from mom and dad. It made my day! I was so excited that I rushed in with the crowd...and forgot the tip of staying to the back of the pack. When we started, I was pretty much in the middle....and I tried freestyle, but kept getting bumped. So I went with my comfort zone of breaststroke. I knew I had the stamina for the swim, but being able to sight better with the breaststroke and have good look at who was around me was a good thing. It was then that I remembered my original game plan: get through the swim, enjoy the ride and embrace the run. I had decent speed with the breaststroke and knew that I would get to the end of the swim not winded.
As I ran out of the water my family saw a smile on my face. I think I was smiling because the swim was over...but I was also smiling because I was having a good time. I was doing my first triathlon!
It took a bit to get the bike shorts over the wet bathing suit, but as I did my family cheered from the other side of the transition fence. Everything was laid out just right for me and sitting down to get that gear on was worth it.
The bike ride went smoothly. I was worried about passing and being too close to riders in front of me, but it all went well. I sipped on gatorade and when I knew I was just about done with the ride, I took my gel pack with some water so I wouldn't have to deal with it on the run.
At the end of the ride I had a quick transition to the run....with more cheering from my family.
The run course took me right by Billy and my dad for some great photo ops and fun video.
The run in a word was HOT! I had hoped to really enjoy the run, seeing as that is my strong suit, but I just ran and thought of as many cool things as I could. I walked through water stops to continue hydrating and to keep as cool as possible and then just kept running. I didn't want to push to hard and get overheated...my goal was to finish. I was hydrated enough that I could keep going. As we hit the last stretch, I was excited that I was completing my first triathlon! Just before the last turn a woman shouted, use it all, don't take it home with you! And I thought...heck yeah...and I kicked in for the last bit! I came around that corner pumped and ready to finish...I caught sight of my family and my smile took over my face, my arms went up and I was so excited!
My two goals going into today were to finish and to finish in less than 2 hours. I'm happy to say I finished feeling AMAZING and I did it in under 1 & 1/2 hours! Woo hoo!
A HUGE thank you to mom & dad for driving down, for the pre and post race meals and for being amazing spectators!
A special thanks to Billy, the best husband and personal race photographer there is! Love you, babe!
Monday, July 11, 2016
Who is my neighbor?
July 10, 1016
8th
Sunday after Pentecost
Deuteronomy
30:9-14
Psalm 25:1-10
Colossians
1:1-14
Luke 10:25-37
Here is the sermon from this weekend. Before worship, I asked people for the following fill ins, in the style of Mad Libs. As you read the sermon, I included the responses from worship on Saturday night.
Name of a person, name of a town, name of a town, a group of people, a nice person/person of good standing, a nice person/person of good standing, a mean person/person with a sketchy background, a mode of transportation, a safe place, a unit of money.
At the end of the sermon, you can see what people said at 8 and 9:30 on Sunday.
Please pray with me,
May the words of my mouth and the meditations
of all of our hearts be acceptable in your sight, O God, our rock, our strength
and our redeemer. Amen.
I have to tell you, I love our gospel lesson
for today…it is one that you may have heard before, but it is one that
continually speaks to us. Especially as
we hear news stories week after week of different groups or races of people who
are being hurt or killed because of who they are.
This passage calls us to think about who we
are…who the people are who are around us…and most importantly, who Jesus calls
us to be in this global and local community.
Let’s listen to the gospel lesson again…
Just then a lawyer stood up to test Jesus. “Teacher,” he said, “what
must I do to inherit eternal life?” He said to him, “What is written in the
law? What do you read there?” He answered, “You shall love the Lord your God
with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your strength, and
with all your mind; and your neighbor as yourself.” And he said to him, “You
have given the right answer; do this, and you will live.” But wanting to
justify himself, he asked Jesus, “And who is my neighbor?”
Jesus replied, “June was going down from Robesonia
to Clearwater, and fell into the hands of the mob/mafia, who stripped her, beat
her, and went away, leaving her half dead.
Now by chance Pastor Jen was going down that road; and when she saw her,
she passed by on the other side. So likewise
Vicar Bonnie, when he came to the place and saw her, passed by on the other
side. But The Grinch while traveling
came near her; and when he saw her, he was moved with pity. He went to her and bandaged her wounds, having
poured oil and wine on them. Then he put her on his own motorcycle, brought her
to the church, and took care of her. The
next day he took out two quarters, gave them to the person in charge, and said,
‘Take care of her; and when I come back, I will repay you whatever more you
spend.’ Which of these three, do you
think, was a neighbor to the woman who fell into the hands of the mob?” He said, “The one who showed her mercy.” Jesus
said to him, “Go and do likewise.”
And that’s what we call Bible Mad Libs. Fun, huh?
I think that hearing scripture in a different
way, helps us to hear the stories and the message of Jesus in a new light. While we may have a hard time understanding
the cultural differences between Samaritans, Levites and priest, when we think
about we trust or don’t trust, it brings the gospel to light in a new way.
Maybe as you hear this story…and hear about
the different characters you may ask yourself, “Where do I fit into the story?”
I have often asked that question when
listening to this passage.
Who am I?
Who are you?
Do you connect with the priest and the
Levite? The ones that passed right
by? Oh, that’s a guilty place to be,
isn’t it? Because, like them, we know
better…we know that we are called to serve our neighbors and love them, but we
don’t always get it just right. We may
neglect to care for someone physically, emotionally, or spiritually. Sometimes we may neglect or miss the
opportunity to proclaim the good news of Christ…just because we are too
busy. Or, because we think that perhaps that
person isn’t someone who needs to hear the saving grace of God. We cross on the other side of the street and
keep going.
Well, get ready, but if you’re going to
associate with those two guys, well then you might as well associate with the
robbers. The robbers you say? No, not me…but what’s the difference –
rejecting the injured man on the side of the road or putting him there in the
first place? Both are pretty bad.
Okay, so maybe you connect with the
innkeeper. You are one who is willing to
take care of someone in need. Many of us
have done that sort of thing at one time or another, haven’t we? And without even getting paid for it, as the
innkeeper did. At least the innkeeper
comes of better than the priest and the Levite and the robbers. He is on the positive side of the equation,
willing to help when the opportunity presents itself.
Maybe you can identify with the victim. You’ve been hurt or ignored by others or
you’ve been passed by…Theologically we might even be able to make a case for
that. The condition the man found himself
in by the side of the road is sort of like the condition we find ourselves in
when we realize who we really are. We
are sinful beings, when left to our own devices, we will mess up, we will feel
guilty and unworthy. Sometimes that
guilt and unworthiness is worst when it comes from ourselves.
Well, that leaves the Samaritan, doesn’t
it? While we’d all wish that’s who we
could be, let’s put Jesus in that role.
Jesus comes to us, no matter what our
condition. Whether we are happy in life
and love and work or not…Jesus meets us on the road.
We may be suffering, hurt, sick, or beaten,
Jesus comes to meet us on the road.
Try as we might, we cannot always be the
Samaritan. From time to time we will be,
but other times we will be the victim, or the ones who put him there and ignored
him, sometimes we will be the one who carries him or cares for him…but Jesus is
the one who will save him.
I heard someone say, we’re not here to save
the world, Jesus did a pretty good job of that 2000 years ago. We’re here to tell people about that saving
grace. We are here to tell people about
God’s amazing saving grace that extends to all people. A saving grace that does not
discriminate. A saving grace that
extends to the people and places that we think are least likely…like to me…and
to you….and we rejoice in that.
In that joy, we reach out to those who are
hurt, struggling, discriminated against and hurt. We foster a space, created by
God’s grace for all of God’s children to know of God’s love in their
lives.
We pray for those who do not have that space
and who do not feel God’s grace. We pray
for those we have put on the side of the road and those whom we have walked
by. We pray for the strength to be a
voice to the voiceless and a haven love and grace for those who do not feel welcome.
I pray, that as we reflect and respond to the
news and to violence and hate in our broken world, that we respond with
compassion, mercy and God’s grace….knowing that it is extended to us and that
because of that grace, we are able to love and serve others.
And now may the peace, which passes all
understanding, keep our hearts and minds in Christ Jesus and let all God’s
people say, amen.
8:00 Sunday
Just then a lawyer stood up to test Jesus. “Teacher,” he said, “what
must I do to inherit eternal life?” He said to him, “What is written in the
law? What do you read there?” He answered, “You shall love the Lord your God
with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your strength, and
with all your mind; and your neighbor as yourself.” And he said to him, “You
have given the right answer; do this, and you will live.” But wanting to
justify himself, he asked Jesus, “And who is my neighbor?”
Jesus replied, “Josh M. was going down from Philly
to Hershey, and fell into the hands of the a clan, who stripped him, beat him,
and went away, leaving him half dead. Now
by chance Jane Z. was going down that
road; and when she saw him, she passed by on the other side. So likewise Pastor Jen, when he came to the
place and saw him, passed by on the other side. But The Devil while traveling came near him;
and when he saw him, he was moved with pity. He went to him and bandaged his wounds, having
poured oil and wine on them. Then he put him in his own car, brought him home,
and took care of him. The next day he
took out two quarters, gave them to the person in charge, and said, ‘Take care
of him; and when I come back, I will repay you whatever more you spend.’ Which of these three, do you think, was a
neighbor to the man who fell into the hands of a clan?” He said, “The one who showed him mercy.” Jesus
said to him, “Go and do likewise.”
9:30 Sunday
Just then a lawyer stood up to test Jesus. “Teacher,” he said, “what
must I do to inherit eternal life?” He said to him, “What is written in the
law? What do you read there?” He answered, “You shall love the Lord your God
with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your strength, and
with all your mind; and your neighbor as yourself.” And he said to him, “You
have given the right answer; do this, and you will live.” But wanting to
justify himself, he asked Jesus, “And who is my neighbor?”
Jesus replied, “Eric H. was going down from Robesonia
to Ephrata, and fell into the hands of the members of Trinity Lutheran Church,
who stripped him, beat him, and went away, leaving him half dead. Now by chance Denny B. was going down that
road; and when he saw him, he passed by on the other side. So likewise Louise B., when she came to the
place and saw him, passed by on the other side. But The Grinch while traveling came near him;
and when he saw him, he was moved with pity. He went to him and bandaged his wounds, having
poured oil and wine on them. Then he put him on his own Big Wheels, brought him
to the Motel Deska, and took care of him. The next day he took out two million dollars,
gave them to the person in charge, and said, ‘Take care of him; and when I come
back, I will repay you whatever more you spend.’ Which of these three, do you think, was a
neighbor to the man who fell into the hands of the congregation of Trinity?” He said, “The one who showed her mercy.” Jesus
said to him, “Go and do likewise.”
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