Holly’s Blog

Main Entry: rec·re·a·tion

Pronunciation: \ˌre-krē-ˈā-shən\

Function: noun

Etymology: Middle English recreacion, from Anglo-French, from Latin recreation-, recreatio restoration to health, from recreare to create anew, restore, refresh, from re- + creare to create

Recreation has come to be interpreted as fun/hobby/activity. Today has been a reflection of it’s true meaning to me though… Simple physical activity is not what truly restores and refreshes. Enjoyable, yes. Distracting, absolutely. Entertaining, entirely.

Sometimes I mistakenly fill the voids with simple busyness; with activities, with work, with deadlines, with commitments, with errands, with goals, with friends, with family. There are so many things that can temporarily fill the cries of my soul that can only be ultimately satisfied by one thing. God alone.

I was reading Ecc. 3 this morning about how “everything has a time and a season…”. None of these things are wrong that fill our lives, all have their times and places. The problem comes when we try to silence the cries of our hearts for God with other things. I’m just preaching to myself here…

The Rats:

Second in women’s 25-30

Tri’s are great fun!

Not too shabby for my second tri ever!

With a little team work, and minus their shirts and my shorts, ”No, But, Seriously” managed to finish 61 out of 90 teams.

Went down to LaPlace with BRAMBA yesterday to ride the Spillway trail. At about 5.5 miles it was very comparable to a lap at Comite… minus hills and plus about 50 extra twisty turns All in all I really liked it, thought it was definitely less technical than Comite, but did required a lot more cornering skill. It was, however a very pretty trail that follows the edge of the Spillway for a good part of it. It was nice  to have not only a change of scenery, but something new to ride. I’m really thankful for the trails near my house, however, we have much more variety and more than twice as much total trail. Here’s some pics (from the website, not from yesterday)

This is the teeter-totter, it was awesome!

You have to roll to the very edge of  this contraption, however, and practically pause, waiting for it to swing down, rather unnerving the first time around…

just start the video at 38 seconds

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NCHGcZ8iZ4U

Pretty Cool…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e3kyNGVK-hI

First tennis tournament: Welllll… I had fun!

Do I look like I know what I’m doing? The illusion only lasts until I try to hit that darn fuzzy yellow ball!

Winston with his “wimbledon” serve!!!

And just think, I was only hit by one ball…the whole tournament! I did, however, manage to acquire a self-inflicted tennis battle wound when my raquet bounced back into my knee. Really, who else gets bruised up playing tennis? Me.

 Who knew chasing a frisbee around for hours could be a sport?

Tried out disc golf for the first time yesterday, found out it was pretty cool and that I threw a frisbee pretty badly! Here’s some info on disc golf…

http://www.discgolfassoc.com/discgolf-news-information-resources/discgolf-education/what-is-discgolf.html

 I don’t know HOW I made it a quarter of a century without ever having Ben & Jerry’s ice cream, but I sure am enjoying it now! Thank goodness it only comes in pints!

Currently enjoying: New York Super Fudge Chunk (chocolate ice cream with white and dark fudge chunks, pecans, walnuts, and fudge-covered almonds!)

So, I survived another Hooper Hustle… bringing in another 1st place plaque for the wall It started raining around midnight last night and didn’t stop until almost 8 this morning… made for a Very interesting race! Standing water, deep mud and slippery clay all over the place! Part of the planned loop was closed because the bridges were under at least 3 feet of moving water. I was just so proud, not only to finish, but to remain upright the entire race, quite the accomplishment, I think. :D Showered, took a little cat nap, cleaned up the bike, clothes are on their second cycle in the wash… time to get back to normal life now… the dishes are still waiting to be washed