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Now What?

Well, today was the day. At 6:43 a.m. my first Fitbit band bit the dust! It’s amusing, and I have to share in hopes that it will make you laugh too. I hold on to everything. No, I’m not a hoarder, I don’t think there is always a need to be buying. Eleven months ago I purchased a Fitbit because it’s just not enough to track my runs through my Nike+ running ap, I also need to keep track of the number of steps each beyond those from my morning run. Yep, pure craziness! The one thing I refused to purchase was an additional band.

About two months ago I noticed that one of the straps was loose, and as long as I re-positioned it, my Fitbit was still secure. I knew the inevitable would happen; I would be forced to purchase at least one new band. Ugh! Now I have to spend money. (I am laughing. As much as I hate spending money on frivolous things I genuinely enjoy Internet shopping or at least Internet browsing.)

So I was prepared for the fateful Fitbit band biting the dust day. I spent time perusing the Internet for a selection of fashionable bands, and oh my, I hit the Jackpot! Of course, the seller that was my demise was on Amazon as they have everything and at bargain prices, plus FREE SHIPPING!!!

As I neared the end of my run this morning, I could feel the band loosen, and this time there was no way to save it. The original black band has been sturdy and reliable after spending 11 months and nearly 900 miles on my wrist as we ran many streets and trails. I bid thee farewell as I don one of my new fashionable bands. Thank you old friend for seeing me through runs in the snow, wind and rain, and a few close calls with wildlife as well as sitting in blistering heat and dealing with being covered by dirt and agri-lime as we enjoyed every minute of travel ball this summer. What a GREAT run we had!

Psalm 16:11: You make known to me the path of life; in your presence there is fullness of joy; at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.

It’s Just a Game

As I watched my daughter play basketball, I could tell by her facial expression that something wasn’t right. She’s a fierce competitor, one of those players people enjoy watching because she plays the game. She learned at an early age that no matter how the game is going, always be a good sport – a gracious winner and a gracious loser.

Her team was playing zone, and she was guarding the other team’s most prominent player. The opposing player dwarfed my daughter quite considerably. No worries there, my daughter isn’t intimidated by the size, she knows how to adjust her game and handled the other girl well.

As the game progressed, my daughter’s quickness and ability to anticipate the other player’s moves frustrated her opponent. Her opponent began to play rougher, not the usual pushing on each other, she took every opportunity to throw her elbow into my daughter’s side, scratch her with her fingernails, knock into her with her knees and hold her jersey.

My ballplayer once again stepped up her game and continued to outplay her opponent, and that’s when the verbal attack began.

As time began to wind down, and the score so close that either team could win, I could see by my daughter’s expression that she had had enough. At the time I didn’t realize that the 11-year-old girl my daughter was facing had been using profanity toward her and that was her breaking point.

Even though the outcome of the game wasn’t in my daughter’s team’s favor, my little girl hung tough and didn’t let off until the buzzer signaled the end of the game. I’m proud of my daughter. She handled herself with class on and off the court.

Philippians 4:13: I can do all things through him who strengthens me.