I started 2014 not being a runner, and decided that by October I would run a full marathon (26.2 miles). Then I started 2015 not being a cyclist, and decided that by August I would ride across Michigan in one day (147 miles). Then I started this year not being a swimmer, and decided it was only natural progression to prepare myself for a Half Ironman by this August. I could barely swim a couple of laps in the pool without getting winded. Why was I thinking I could swim 1.2 miles, then follow it up with a 56 mile bike ride, and cool-down with a half-marathon (13.1 miles)?!? I guess I really wasn't thinking so much about my struggles, but instead was motivated to improve the life conditions of a group of people I will more than likely never get a chance to meet, but who need to know they are loved nonetheless.
Going on my third year with the Hope Water Project, I'm amazed to see all the life change something as simple as training for a marathon or long bike ride can have in our community, and a community halfway around the world.
Whether I'm training for one of the events, hanging out with new friends I've met through the team, or simply talking to someone new about the cause, I am reminded that "no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do, I’m bankrupt without love (1 Corinthians 13)"