I try to live a balanced life. As a Christian I also try to follow the Biblical command to “be anxious for nothing… let your requests be made known to God.” However, Christians aren’t perfect… I’m certainly not! So I have to admit I was starting to get pretty anxious the last couple of days. Once again though, God showed He is perfect in my weakness.
It hit me this morning as I was getting ready for the day that this time next week, I will be somewhere on the road between here and Austin, Texas. I’ll be honest, my mind is aware of it, but it has not yet become a reality. It seems that the hardest thing about this trip is getting ready for it!
So, as I close the door on 2009, I’m thinking about the new year. I’ve decided to have a coach to help me formulate the plans that will help me reach the goals I hope to set. I’ll be honest, I’m a little scared of the commitment. Then again, I was scared when I set my sights on climbing Mt. Mitchell. I was scared when I pulled up to the line for my first race.
This year my main hopes are for safety and that our team will get along well together – both as individuals and riders. After that, I’m aiming to enjoy the time in Austin as the Beautiful Redhead will be joining me there this year. Finally, I hope I’ll once again get to ride with Lance like I was able to do during last year’s LiveSTRONG Challenge 90 mile ride.
Yesterday it was announced that Hincapie Sportswear would be the official supplier of clothing and accessories for the BMC race squad. Of course, I couldn’t understand why George didn’t point to my blog in his tweet instead of Cyclingnews.com’s. I mean, who are those guys anyway?
Cancer wasn’t something that touched my life very specifically growing up. For the most part, my extended family was free of the disease. None of my immediate family members had to face it. It was something that happened to people farther outside my sphere of relationships.
Then, in 2006 that changed. My friend, Mike McCaskill – who was a decade younger than I, was diagnosed with a brain cancer. My bubble of immunity was shattered.
Ron (our fearless organizer) handed me my jerseys that I will be wearing during the ride. A couple of t-shirts were included along with some arm warmers and a windbreaker vest. Laying it all out on my bed brought a radio show I heard recently to my mind.
Probably a lot of that has to do with the days starting to get shorter and the kids getting into their school schedules. The fact that I was off the bike for a week and then the trouble with my knees also threw me off my rhythm. It is as though I need to fade back in the pack for a bit and recover.
Thank you to Bette Uwarow, one of my co-workers, for giving to the Wall of Love in honor of her daughter-in-law, Jennifer. Bette’s testimony throughout Jennifer’s sickness and subsequent passing was inspiring. Our prayers now are with you, Nick, and Peter as you move forward. What a joy to know what you will all meet again.
With the Assault on Mount Mitchell over, I can turn my attention to my next big endurance challenge. Only this time the challenge tests more than just my physical endurance. It will also test my faith in seeing something monumental accomplished.