Category Archives: Motivational

Thank a Veteran Today

Today is Veterans Day.  I wish to share with you  a post from August 2006.  My dad is now 93 years old now; I thank him and ALL veterans for their courage and love for our country.

“Last week we took my almost 90 year old dad to the Air Force Museum in Dayton, Ohio. He was a bomber pilot in World War II, 448th Bomb Group, 8th Air Force. The B24 that my dad flew was on display at the museum. It was our son Chuck’s idea, for us to visit the museum; and so we met Chuck, his wife Ashley and their Russian adopted son, Paul (now five years old) in Dayton last Tuesday morning.

The display of aircraft began with the Wright Brothers; we simply wandered through until we came to the B24 on display-and then my dad came alive with stories and thoughtful recollections. As he was recalling, a probably almost 90 year old man came by; he too had flown the B24. They briefly exchanged stories and the man went on. But then, as we began to walk on, another probably almost 90 year old man stopped him, put out his hand and shook my dads. Looking into my dad’s eyes, with tears in his, he said,

Thank you for fighting the war for all of us. Thank you for coming home; my brother didn’t. Because of you and my brother, we are free.”

My dad, then with tears in his eyes, lingered a moment in the hand shake and then simply and knowingly acknowledged his gratitude with a nod of his head…We all walked away with tears in our eyes, and a deeper understanding of the power of saying Thank you…

We all have our opinions of war; especially in these days of global unrest. But, I am asking all of us to set aside opinions, judgments and attitudes. Let us simply be grateful for the freedom that we (I) so take for granted…and say thank you.

My challenge for you  is to say thank you to a veteran, a soldier or a family who has been deeply touched by war. Thank them that WE ARE FREE.”

Write to us at janet@nourishingathletes.com and tell us about your experience. We would be honored to hear about it,

Quote for the month:

“Every time that we say thank you, we experience nothing less than heaven on earth.”

Sarah Van Breathnach

 

How we know there is a God!

Have you ever been out swimming or biking  or running, and prayed a short prayer(something like this) : “God! Are you out there?   Please, God, just help me finish this 26th mile, (or this last 100th mile or even just get me across the lake, alive, God!”)  I recall praying such a prayer in the Honolulu Marathon when it was 102 degrees and I still had 5 miles to go…  “I just want to finish alive, God, and it would be nice if I didn’t come in last…”

Well, I did finish alive and did not come in last…Did I need this as proof that there is a God?  Nope!  I have always known it…I just grew up that way…but, for those who do struggle with the great philosphers  and their ever-searching question, “Is there a God,” I now offer you proof!

This proof comes in a conversation that I had with our six-year old grandson, Jimmy.  His latest topic of conversation has been “how we know there is a God.”  This is how our conversation went:

Jimmy: “Gramma, I know there is a God, because you told me so and you always tell me the truth.  And, Gramma, I know how YOU know there is a God.”

Me: “How do I know, Jimmy?”

Jimmy: “Because when your mommy died, after she got to heaven, she climbed up on top of the highest cloud she could find and yelled down, “Hey Jannie!  I know there is a God because I just saw Him with my own two eyes!”

Me: ~tears and a hug~

That’s how we know there is a God 🙂

~with tears and a hug~
My mommy’s Jannie

The Power of saying “Thank You”

This is a reprint from August 2006

Last week we took my almost 90 year old dad to the Air Force Museum in Dayton, Ohio. He was a bomber pilot in World War II, 448th Bomb Group, 8th Air Force. The B24 that my dad flew was on display at the museum. It was our son Chuck’s idea, for us to visit the museum; and so we met Chuck, his wife Ashley and their Russian adopted son, Paul (now five years old) in Dayton last Tuesday morning.

The display of aircraft began with the Wright Brothers; we simply wandered through until we came to the B24 on display-and then my dad came alive with stories and thoughtful recollections. As he was recalling, a probably almost 90 year old man came by; he too had flown the B24. They briefly exchanged stories and the man went on. But then, as we began to walk on, another probably almost 90 year old man stopped him, put out his hand and shook my dads. Looking into my dad’s eyes, with tears in his, he said,

Thank you for fighting the war for all of us. Thank you for coming home; my brother didn’t. Because of you and my brother, we are free.”

My dad, then with tears in his eyes, lingered a moment in the hand shake and then simply and knowingly acknowledged his gratitude with a nod of his head…We all walked away with tears in our eyes, and a deeper understanding of the power of saying Thank you…

We all have our opinions of war; especially in these days of global unrest. But, I am asking all of us to set aside opinions, judgments and attitudes. Let us simply be grateful for the freedom that we (I) so take for granted…and say thank you.

My challenge for you  is to say thank you to a veteran, a soldier or a family who has been deeply touched by war. Thank them that WE ARE FREE.

Write to us at janet@nourishingathletes.com and tell us about your experience. We would be honored to hear about it,

Quote for the month:

“Every time that we say thank you, we experience nothing less than heaven on earth.”

Sarah Van Breathnach


Your Best?

Are you into Spring training?  I am!  and…I love it!

What has been your best swim?  bike?  ride?   How do I define “best?”  I don’t; you do.  Whatever “best” means to you…  It may be fastest or farthest; perhaps a feeling you got; experience you had; or a combination of those.

My best  swim was my first one this season.  It was my best, because I was able to gauge what I would need to do to compete this year.  I have my work cut out for me…Hmmm…With a wrist injury, surgery, re-injury, pain, and so on, swimming is going to be a challenge.  I am up for a good challenge, and since my wrist is only about two inches of my whole body…what is the big deal???

Bicycling is easy for me.  I can jump on my bike and pedal 20+ miles with no problem.  My goal is to get up to 50 miles and still say “no problem.”  My best ride?  It was all about the scenary…a beautiful Spring day, cycling on a local trail, the trees just beginning to blossom and birds cheering me on. Yes!

Running is not as easy as bicycling for me.  Due to a strange muscle biopsy on my thigh last year and then a pulled hamstring on a trail run, I am back to doing 5K’s.  I love running in the morning; running into the sunrise is the my most blessed part of the day.  My best run?  It was only a mile run, into the sunrise; a doe and her two fawns began running~almost frolicking~along side of me.  It doesn’t get any better than that!

I would LOVE to hear your “bests”  Either post them on “comments” or email them to me at janet@nourishingathletes.com

Thanks!  🙂