The Gift

by   July 17, 2026 with No Comments

By Roger Barbee

According to a Google search I recently conducted, as many adults regularly play chess as are users of Facebook. That is a large number of the world’s population, and while I am not a user of  the latter, I play the former. My rating is about 725, which means that I am far from being a good player. But that is okay because my rating cannot gauge the satisfaction I receive from playing on-line chess: I have won a few more games than I have lost; I have had some draws; I have lost to women; I have lost to younger players; I have played players who live in a range of countries; I have been checkmated by a player waiting for a flight in an airport; I have learned about COVID in other countries through the message board; and I have been gifted by a player in India.

Recently I logged in and requested to play. The machinery spun and a player’s user name, national flag, and rating appeared on the screen. The player’s rating was about fifty points higher than mine, so I would be awarded ten points for a win, two points for a draw, and six points for a loss. I was excited because I would rather lose to a superior player than beat a lesser one; plus, sometimes I play poorer against lower rated players. So I moved my white pawn and waited for his response with a dark piece.

By my fourth or fifth move, his superior skill was causing me trouble. I could find no way to penetrate his wall of pawns, and he was beginning to advance his major pieces. I had a sinking feeling, but I continued looking for some way to gain some foothold. Yet it seemed the harder I tried, the more perilous my position was. My big blunder in losing my queen did not help my cause, and soon, mercifully, my doom was imminent. I had several pawns, one lonely king, and a rook to my opponent’s  array of powerful pieces. Then his queen captured my rook. Done! Kaput! Fried! But—wait. The result screen showed that my opponent had resigned, and I was awarded ten points for the win. I messaged him and asked why. He responded, “I am rated higher than you, and the game was not fair.” He had required me to play while not patronizing me by “letting” me win.

Fair? The game was more than fair; it was just. I was whopped by a superior player, and I wonder if he is not a superior person as well? I mean, would I resign a game I had clearly won because I was rated higher than my opponent? Do I have the character required to freely give away ten points of my rating?

He required me to play then he gave me the gift, and I do not mean the ten points. When he resigned he created a moment of kindness and gentleness. When he resigned, he demonstrated that chess on my level is more than points in a rating. When he resigned, he acted like the champion he is.

When Everyone Talks Heat!

by   July 16, 2026 with No Comments

By David Freeze

Gotta’ Run

When Everyone Talks Heat!

   No doubt about it, the first words that outdoor exercisers discuss with each other these days are about the heat. We don’t have many days near a hundred degrees in a normal summer, but when they come, hard exercise and outdoor training take a step back. Your muscles feel weak, breathing is difficult and motivation is lacking.

   I check the weather multiple times a day year-round and have my most trusted sources. I also have my trusted and proven ways to survive these most challenging extreme heat days. Here they are, listed in order of importance for me.

   More than anything else, this is the time to focus intently on proper hydration. We are a society that doesn’t worry enough about hydration, but we have to for better warm weather exercise. Lots of different sources relate how to achieve proper hydration and here are my favorites. Good hydration is round the clock, not just before running, walking etc. Don’t skimp for most of the day and then try to drink just ahead of exercise. Half your body weight in ounces, 90 ounces minimum for a 180-pound person, has to be a focus. Resolve yourself to keep your pee clear, there is no better indicator.

   Slow the pace and don’t expect your best training day. If one comes, that is a bonus, but seldom does your body rise about the warm temperatures and humidity to provide an exceptional fast paced workout. Save your interval training for another day.

    Beat the heat by rising early. Days are already getting shorter so early morning darkness lingers a little more each day. That suits me just fine, so I try to get my run done ahead of sunrise or at least the sun climbing above the treetops. If exercising during the day, be OK with finding the shade. Evenings are OK too, but expect lingering high temperatures.

    Take a walking day or even a walking break during an especially challenging run. Cut back a little in distance and be OK with it. Maybe spend some time walking to warm up or then pay attention to your pace for the distance of the walk or run. Pick it up if you feel good in the last mile.

    Fuel your tank.Your body uses glycogen (stored carbohydrates) as the main energy source when running or walking. If you haven’t eaten properly in the hours leading up to or if you’re running a long distance without refueling, your reserves deplete. You are making the hot weather situation worse, and I am always amazed at those who exercise without prior fueling.

     Get your sleep, 7-9 hours per night. Pay attention to other stressors.

    And finally, the first days of extreme heat and humidity combined make for tough training, no matter what we do. Last week with a few early morning temps in the mid-50’s didn’t get us ready for mid-70s and high humidity.

  Heat fatigue is a common challenge in running, but you can do your part. It’s a signal your body sends you. By paying attention to your preparation (nutrition, hydration, warm-up), your pace, and your overall recovery (sleep, rest), you can significantly improve your endurance and enjoy more pleasant runs. Implement these tips gradually, and you’ll see how your legs and mind thank you! And you will likely find yourself with stronger legs when the heat says goodbye.

    Our next race locally is the Run for the 29th Annual Greenway 5K and Fun Run at Overton Elementary on July 18th at 8 am. Proceeds are used to help fund the greenway system. This is Salisbury and Rowan’s second oldest race. Contact race director Steve Clark at 704-202-6601.

     We have just added the August 29th SRR Prediction Run 5K at the City Park Shelter on Lake Drive to the calendar. A prediction run consists of runners and walkers predicting their time ahead of the run and then not using any timing device to meet their prediction. There will be door prizes, awards and great refreshments for those who compete. Any pace works for us on the 3.1-mile course.

    Look for these events and a full fall slate at www.salisburyrowanrunners.org

Gotta’ Run: When everyone talks heat!

Forever Young

by   July 15, 2026 with No Comments

By Lynna Clark

A group of older ladies were clucking along in their sewing circle complaining of their aches and pains. Each of them was dealing with something different. There was a pause and one of the ladies wisely commented. “I like being old. Everybody gets to be young. But not everyone gets to be old.”

I’ve been thinking on that with David’s birthday coming up. Even though he was 69 when he passed last summer just before his July birthday, he never really acted old. His skin was smooth [he got that from his mom]. He still had good hair [he got that from his dad] until the very end. I always loved his hair. But his quick dry wit was the best sign of his young heart. I loved how funny he could be. He used to say that sarcasm was his spiritual gift. But he never made a joke at the expense of others. His wit was always kind.

I told him once that I wanted a sign for our yard for the many people using our road as a shortcut. They fly past our house through our neighborhood like a bunch of NASCAR wannabees. The sign would say, “Drive Like YOUR Grandkids Play Here!” He shook his head.. “No. We are not going to be those people.” Since I was not used to hearing the word no from him, I was truly surprised. He followed up by saying, “And we are not going to be those grumpy old people who shout at little kids in church, ‘Stop running!’ We will be the ones that hand out candy with noisy wrappers.”

He also told me one time that when he died he wanted to be cremated, mixed in with black paint and sprayed onto his motorcycle. That way he could keep on riding. So to the guy who bought his bike, stop by the houses sometime. I’ve got something special for you.

Happy Birthday in Heaven my Beloved. Though I’m glad you aged well, I’m even more thankful that now you are forever young.

Cuckoo Prayers

by   July 12, 2026 with No Comments

By Ashlie Miller

If you have a toddler in your life, you know they can become obsessed with almost anything. For many, it’s choo-choo trains, earth movers, cartoon characters, dinosaurs, and rocket ships, but there are plenty who have very specific fascinations with unique objects.  Just this week, I saw a video of a tiny toddler who puts his hand over his heart anytime he sees an American flag – on boxes, packages, canned items, and more (hooray for goods still made in the U.S.A.).

As a mom of five, I have ridden the waves of multiple obsessions. One of my favorites was my oldest’s discovery of cuckoo clocks. Back in the day of dial-up modems, we would often take a few minutes a day to find videos of a German clock-maker’s collection sale. My son was entranced and could identify all the parts of these clocks when he was 2 years old and didn’t mind sharing his knowledge with anyone who would listen.

He carried that obsession for several years. At one point, he started praying that God would give him one. As a one-income family keeping track of every dollar we needed, we did not seriously consider the luxury of such a clock.

One Tuesday morning at a midweek ladies’ Bible study, we were discussing prayer. I must have used this childlike prayer as an illustration of some prayers receiving a “no” for an answer. About two weeks later, a lady from that group came up to me at church saying with a knowing grin, “I have something for you. Actually, it’s for your son.” Without any sense of decorum whatsoever, I blurted, “I think I know what it is!” I am not sure why such boldness exploded from me at that moment, but she laughed and said, “I have had this cuckoo clock for years in a closet, unopened. I would like for him to have it.”

Surprised, delighted, amazed – these reactions were shared among our small family. The story is part of our family folklore – stories demonstrating God’s care and concern for the things that delight us. Since that time, our family has seen many more answers to prayer. Some have been big and others, seemingly trivial, but not to the one asking.

When was the last time you asked God for something that others would deem as trivial? If you’re above the age of 13, it may have been a long, long time. It seems we stop asking in childlike faith far too soon in life, before we even understand the beauty of the relationship with a Heavenly Father.

Life’s circumstances and troubles often leave us jaded; the world we live in may leave us pessimistic and disillusioned. Yet, if we know God as our redeeming Father, He is still there, waiting to be asked, waiting to experience the playful relationship and the childlike faith and trust that come with asking. Pray for the big things, but pray for the simpler things, too.

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