By Victor Sassono
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By Ann Farabee
By David Freeze
One Saturday morning a couple years ago, I happened to be doing some work on the Daily Mile track at Rockwell Elementary School. That is a program where Rowan County’s elementary kids and staff walk/run a mile a day. I watched an older man arrive in his long pants, long-sleeve shirt, ball cap, all similar to regular yard work clothes. Probably at least in his late 70s, the man proceeded to run a series of about 60-yard sprints. He ran hard for the distance, then walked back to his start and did it all again, probably about 10 times. The man didn’t just keep running while maintaining a slower pace but clearly pushed very hard on the sprints.
I’ve got a large group of friends whose running and athletic peaks are long past. There is a significantly smaller percentage of that group who aren’t willing to just give up and therefore keep striving for better fitness. One of my favorite sayings is, “Yes, we are getting older but we’re fighting it!”
Admittedly, I often think of the so called “glory days” of running and racing with incredibly fast times. But realistically, while especially proud of that success, the real challenge is to maintain exceptional fitness for life.
I’m always searching for ways to keep my fitness workouts challenging, rewarding and still fun. I recently have been thinking about adding back in some things that worked for me years ago. I read a specific extensive study from the Journal of Strength and Conditioning Research that surveyed 667 longtime distance runners on their workouts and what was working and not working.
As you might have guessed, sprinting helps. Most runners push the pace for a mile or two at a time, or a specific mile or half mile while on their regular runs but never do sprints. During my faster years, I used intervals, track sessions of one lap, two laps or occasionally four laps at the fastest pace I could go. I can remember very easily the one and only time that I ran measured 100-yard sprints.
This study suggests incorporating sprints into your workouts. It also suggests previous no-no’s such as barbell squats, deadlifts, step ups and lunges. Also, plyometric jumps, repeated jumping up on a box even as small as a foot high, were suggested and seem to help. Especially interesting was that it didn’t appear to make any difference if the lifting workouts were done to failure with heavy weights or with lesser weights and more reps.
For practical purposes, the authors suggest incorporating different types of strength training at different times of the year, moving between different blocks of training. This way, you’re throwing a new stimulus at your muscles every once in a while instead of getting used to the same thing. A 10-week training period with two sessions per week showed best improvement followed by once a week during peak racing season. Results found that the runners didn’t gain measurable muscle mass but they did find an increase of up to 8% in speed. The long-held theory of distance runners being shackled with more muscle weight doesn’t seem to play out.
So, here’s something worth a try. Mo Farah won double gold medals in the 2012 Olympics using this plan while running for Nike. We’ve always heard that runners should lift light if at all, so maybe here is a doable alternative. It’s all worth considering. Too many of us, including me, have fallen into a sameness of workouts. I’m going to give some version of this program a try. What do I have to lose? The sub-5-minute mile? That left a long time ago. And I’m going to keep fighting that age demon.
Real races are coming back! Following current guidelines for safety and with a goal of resuming support of local charities, two long-term races are back for October. The Mt. Hope Church 5K for Missions at Salisbury Community Park on Oct. 17 and the Ed Dupree 5K at East Rowan High School on Oct. 24 will happen and I’m especially excited about this. The Butterball 5K on Thanksgiving morning and the Santa Run 5K on Dec. 12 this year and in Salisbury for the first time, are getting ready too.
Check out the current info at www.salisburyrowanrunners.org .
By Ann Farabee
It was 8 a.m. The 20-minute drive felt like an eternity. I knew I was way too sick to be driving alone. But, I did not want to spread this illness to my family.
I had zero doubt that it was COVID. As I drove up for the test, I was so afraid for the nurse who administered it. I know she was protected — but still. She was my hero that day.
The drive home. Back in bed. Away from my family. Awaiting results.
COVID was a stranger to me at that time — I knew no one who had it. I had social distanced. My family had stayed home as much as possible. I had worn my mask faithfully everywhere, and I was thankful that others did, too.
But with the masks on, I sure missed seeing smiles. Eye contact was even disappearing. Some days the world seemed a little cold. Other days it felt loving and unified — as we were all going through the pandemic. In some ways, it felt like being apart together.
At 8 p.m., I checked the healthcare website for my results.
They were there.
Molecular pathology:
COVID-19 ORF1
Positive (Abnormal)
COVID-19 E-gene
Positive (Abnormal)
The words Positive (Abnormal) were hauntingly written in red.
It was shocking. COVID-19 was supposed to be something that I watched on the news — not something I had.
At that moment, my faith was very weak.
My first thoughts as I stared at the words — I’m going to die.
An uncontrollable stranger had invaded my body.
I did not know how to get rid of it.
What if my family gets it?
This was not just about me.
It was also about them — ages 13, 16, 35 and 72.
I need help. We need help.
It was dark — in more ways than one. Isolated in my room, I begged, “God, I feel like you still have a work for me to do. Please let me stay here to do it.”
How was I going to fight this? I would not — I could not — let it overtake my body.
Exhausted and sick, sleep finally came. But in the middle of the night I awoke to these words from Exodus 14:14 being put in my spirit, “You don’t have to fight. I will fight for you. You just need to be at peace.”
The word of God clearly spoken to me in the middle of one of my darkest nights.
Fighting is good, but God fighting for me is better.
My COVID journey had begun.
Over the next few weeks, I will be sharing my COVID journey.
Contact me with questions, comments, or prayer requests at annfarabee@gmail.com .
By Doug Creamer
It Wasn’t a Quiet Week
A week ago on Sunday I was thinking I would have a quiet week. My brother had agreed to come down and help cut a few trees down and I was watching a tropical system that would bring rain at the end of the week. While quiet weeks are nice, I was considering what else I might like to get done.
I went to a funeral last Monday, wrote my column, and did a little laundry. It was a nice and quiet day. As we were about to sit down for dinner, the phone rang. At first, I intended to allow the machine to pick up. Then for some reason, I walked over to hear which telemarketer was calling. Instead, it was my sister-in-law, and the news wasn’t good.
My father-in-law had a medical emergency. The quiet week turned upside down. Phone calls and texts became our lifelines to information and updates. I placed my father-in-law on our church prayer chain. We had a long night of prayer and intercession.
Word came in the morning that he would have surgery in the afternoon. More prayer and intercession. I received word from my congregation that they were praying with us. Late that evening we received word that he did wonderfully in surgery. He has some recovery to go through, but he is a fighter and we have hope. That’s the power of prayer.
After two nights of scant sleep, my brother arrived to help cut some trees. I figured I could power through a few hours of work. It would feel good to do something physical. Seven hours after we began, my brother and I dragged in from cutting and cleaning up way more than I expected. I was so happy and pleased with the way things looked, even though my body was complaining.
I was worried about my brother driving home after working so hard. I sat on my porch praying for him and resting. Praying… all of a sudden it hit me…I had prayer at church in a few minutes…and I was in charge. I moved…as fast as my body would allow me…and made it to prayer meeting. I got us started and then I went outside to pray. I tried to walk around the property, but my body refused, so I got out a chair and sat in the parking lot.
At one point, I looked up at our steeple. Something caught my eye. There was a rainbow right over the church. It was faint, but there is was. Actually, it was a Sundog. It was beautiful. It made me think about God’s promise to Noah after the flood, and I turned to that scripture passage. God promises us that every time there is a rainbow in the sky that He sees it and remembers His promise to us. He will never destroy all life with a flood again.
The rainbow is a sign of God’s promise, and He keeps ALL His promises. Do you know that the Bible is full of promises from God? I sat there and thought about so many promises that are in the Bible. God promises never to leave us or forsake us. God promises to hear our prayers. God promises to forgive us when we repent. God promises to heal a nation if the people repent before Him.
Life is full of good and bad times. It’s in those dark and difficult times that we can forget that God loves us and that He is a promise-keeping God. I believe that many of you are holding on to promises that you have not seen fulfilled yet. Don’t give up! Hold on! God keeps ALL His promises. He will not fail you. He will come through for you.
I was reading in II Peter today where it says a day is like a thousand years and a thousand years is like a day. When you are waiting on God it feels like forever, but I have seen God move and watched all the pieces come together in one day. Sometimes God is working behind the scenes and we have to give Him time. Know this: He is always working on your behalf, for your best, and to fulfill the promises in your life.
I want to encourage you to hold on to those precious promises from God. Never give up on Him, because He never gives up on you. He is there beside you, cheering you on. He is faithful, loving, and kind. Stir up your faith, turn your eyes on Him, and you will see those promises come true for you.
Contact Doug Creamer at PO Box 777, Faith, NC 28041or doug@dougcreamer.com
By Ann Farabee
By David Freeze
I recently came across a website (factretriever.com) that specializes in little known facts. The list had 52 running entries and these are the ones I didn’t know.
Local racing gets going again with the Mt. Hope 5K at Salisbury Community Park on October 17th. Look for more info on this and other events at www.salisburyrowanrunners.org
By Ann Farabee
My goal: Deep clean a room each day until my house was perfectly clean.
Yes, I had learned the term “deep clean” and really wanted to find an occasion to use it.
Day 1. Room 1. As my project progressed, I noted that one room takes entirely too long!
Day 2. Room 2. Realizing my motivation had begun to dwindle, I gave myself a pep talk, “Time to go to the next room!” Then, a little more excitedly, “Time to go to the next room!” Yes, I talk to myself.
As I was beginning to work, I saw a rainbow on the floor in front of me that had been created by the light coming through the beveled glass in the entrance doorway.
After looking at it for a second, I headed into the next room.
God was obviously already at work, for there was a rainbow on that floor, too. It was even more magnificent than the first one! The colors were so vivid! And…there was no beveled glass in sight to create it.
As I worked, God began to speak to my heart through the rainbows.
“In my Father’s house are many rooms. In my Father’s house are many rooms,” were the words that kept being whispered into my spirit.
I looked back and could still see both rainbows, even though they were in different rooms.
Seeing the two rainbows had made me feel like I was looking at a bridge providing a beautiful connecting link between earth and heaven.
Amazed, I just shook my head.
The rainbows.
I had been in one room.
God had sent a rainbow.
It had been so beautiful.
I had stepped into the next room.
There had been a rainbow there, too.
It was even more beautiful.
I knew the connection God was making in my heart.
In every room — in every part of our lives — God is with us.
Our time in our room on earth is beautiful.
It is filled with God’s beauty.
It is filled with God’s spirit.
It is filled with rainbows to remind us that His promises are true.
Genesis 9:13 tells us that God set the bow in the clouds. Can you envision that? God Himself setting the rainbow in the clouds just for us — to remind us that His Promises are true! That’s what I call a rainbow moment!
Then, one day, when it is time to leave our earthly home for our heavenly home, it will be like stepping into the next room.
The next room will be even more magnificent than the earthly room we are now living in, for it will be filled with colors that go beyond the spectrum of colors that we now know — for we will be with the light of the world — our Lord and savior, Jesus Christ!
No, my cleaning project was not completed. The first room and the next room were enough.
This was not my first rainbow moment, but it was a good one.
What’s your rainbow moment?
I would love to hear about it.
Contact me at annfarabee@gmail.com or annfarabee.com
Ann Farabee is a teacher, writer and speaker.
By Doug Creamer
I went to two funerals in the last week. Two members of our congregation laid their mothers to rest. I can’t imagine what they are feeling or the loss that they must endure. It seems a small price to pay to go and stand with them in their moment of sorrow. I never know what to say and only hope that my presence lets them know that they are not alone.
Funerals, or what I prefer to call them, the celebrations of life, are traditions that help us say good-bye to loved ones. It is interesting to hear how someone sums up a person’s life. I like it when the speakers inject some humor into their remembrance. We all do things that are funny and I believe the dearly departed would want us to share a laugh.
Going to funerals reminds me of the preciousness of life. It reminds me that I need to enjoy each moment that I am blessed to share with family and friends. It reminds me to be thankful that everyone in my family is healthy at the moment. It reminds me of something my brother works hard to do at gatherings. He tries to create good memories so later he has something good to remember.
Two other friends have gone through the loss of their mothers in the last year. Each has told me stories of all that has to happen after the funerals and the friends have all gone home. Even when there is a will, there is a mess that must be cleaned up. There is filing all the proper paperwork, cleaning out the house, repairing the house and getting it ready to go on the market, and the list goes on.
One of the things that struck me as I listened to these two men share their stories is how important family is during these times. They talked about how siblings came together to be there for each other. I am thankful that my siblings are always there for each other. We all lead very busy lives, but if one of us was in need we all would be there to help. We are hardworking, caring people. We do love to tease each other, but when the chips are down, we are family and we are there for each other.
I know that everyone is not that blessed. There are many who feel that they are left to walk through things alone. It doesn’t have to be big events, it can be those daily struggles and they feel that they are all alone. They don’t have the support or encouragement that they need to keep putting one foot in front of the other.
When we choose to walk with God, we are never going to be alone again. God promises us that He will NEVER leave us or forsake us. When we invite Jesus into our lives, His spirit comes in and lives within us. That’s why I can tell you with confidence that we will never walk alone again, if we invite Him into our lives.
The God who made whole universe, who knows everything there is to know about you, wants to come and live in you. True, it may not be the best house in the world, but God is awesome at doing home makeovers. If you will work with Him, He’ll make your life into a beautiful testimony to His great love.
There are so many benefits to inviting God into your life, including that you will never be alone again. He’ll walk with you. He’ll let you lean on Him. Most importantly, when life really gets rough, He will carry you. I know you can’t see Him with your eyes, but I promise you will feel Him. He will also send you the love and support you need through the family of God.
If you feel like you are walking the roads of life alone, I want to encourage you to open your heart and your life to Jesus. He promises to stay beside you and to walk with you all the way through life until your body is laid to rest and your spirit goes home to be with Him. I look forward to the time when it will be my turn to go home, but in the meantime, I know that every hour of every day I will never walk alone. God is with me. God is with you, if you have invited Him into your life. If you haven’t, open the doors of your heart and let His love in so you too will never feel alone again.
Contact Doug Creamer at PO Box 777, Faith, NC 28041or doug@dougcreamer.com