Why Is Being A Christian So Hard?
I‘ve never understood why people make being a Christian so difficult. It must be the devil’s way of keeping his flock, by scaring people away from faith. When I first started a personal relationship with…
I‘ve never understood why people make being a Christian so difficult. It must be the devil’s way of keeping his flock, by scaring people away from faith. When I first started a personal relationship with…
The reader may recall that last year the author had a less than perfect experience at the Blue Ridge Breakaway, a mountainous century ride held annually in the area of Waynesville, NC around the second…
One of my long time friends passed away this week. I begin to see one of the horrible downsides of growing old. I’ve lost so many friends, family members and close acquaintances recently … Richard…
It’s Mother’s Day, 2015. I sit alone in my mom’s house, typing this from her computer. Mom left us just over a week ago. She was 81. I hadn’t had the closest relationship with her…
Our club has set a goal to “Race to the Moon” in 2014, that is, run, ride and swim a combined total of 240,000 miles. We probably won’t make it, or even come close but…
At the age of 21, long distance running was not part of my fitness plan. Sure I had to run for some of the HS and college sports I played, but nothing more than a…
Growing up in Central NY, my family used to sail every weekend at the Otsego Sailing Club (OSC). It was a passion of mine for years, as I became competitive and eventually had a side…
In my continuing battle to keep at a reasonable weight, stay in shape and enjoy life, the outdoor sports of running, cycling and swimming have taken center stage. After a reasonably successful year of cycling…
My daughter Grace entered a “table art” contest at a restaurant in upstate NY when we visited in November. Symeon’s, a Greek restaurant that I have loved for years, was having a contest to see…
Last year, my goal at the Horrible Hundred was to finish. I didn’t quite achieve that goal. I made it to Sugarloaf Mountain and found myself walking up the infamous hill. At the top I…