The last few months in pictures

 It's been a while since I last posted. There's been the usual amount of zoom meetings and staring at computer screens but also a few things that make that easier to get through, so I thought I'd share a few photos with you. 

They include 

river walks,

making friends in the fields,

coastal walks,

swims,

relaxing on the beach

walking to drive-in church

housegroup meetings on the beach

sunsets

More walks and wildlife

Ultra running ..... and other challenges

I've been meaning to write a blog post for a few weeks, but felt a bit uninspired. The drudgery of lockdowns and restrictions can feel heavy, even as we begin to come out of them! 

Then today I read an article about Ultra races. In general 'ultra' denotes super long distances, but in this case, the race has a twist. There is no set distance. Instead the idea is to run around a loop of 4.16miles within an hour, and repeat it the next hour, and the next, and the next, and the next, until there is only one person left standing. The last person wins, whereas all the others are classed as 'did not finish'.  The current record is 75hours, or 312 miles. That's a huge physical impact on your body. At the same time, there is the monotony, and boredom of repeating the same loop, but also the challenge of refueling and resting enough in the inbetween moments to carry you through the next loop. Literally a case of run, eat, sleep, repeat. 

More than a year into a global pandemic with lockdowns, and loosening of restrictions, and more lockdowns, and second and third waves, an ultra race like that seems an appropriate analogy.

I am definitely not a runner. In fact, I would go so far as to say that I think running is unnatural for humans (unlike swimming!). But I was more interested in the psychology of these runners. Competitors start the race not knowing how long it is, or when the finish line will come. Actually the 'finish' banner at the end of the loop had been changed to read 'There is no finish'!. That wouldn't be out of place for how many of us are experiencing the pandemic. So how do you keep motivated when you don't know for how long your motivation needs to last, when there aren't any goalposts beyond getting through the next loop?

Those who created their own goalposts to look forward to ("it'll all be over by the summer") have generally been disappointed as dates come and go, and the situation hasn't changed, or has changed in a very different way than expected. Even as the roll out of vaccinations might be a game changer in this country, for anyone with links in other countries and who's lives involve international travel, the picture (or the finish line) is still far from clear. So what do the successful ultra athletes advise?

One runner, who came 'third' after completing 216 miles in 2019 said "We're crippled by the past and the future. What's happening in the next 10 seconds is all that I can control." 

It's an extreme example of focusing not on the finish line, but on the race itself. Not on the goal or the prize at the end, but on the present moment, or the very immediate future moments. I think it's that lesson that we are learning in the midst of the pandemic: to focus on the steps right in front of me, rather than to think or plan too far ahead. And to refuel ourselves and rest enough for the next loop. Maybe with that mindset, we might even be able to enjoy the present - in the same way that ultra athletes enjoy a gruelling race without a finish line!

 

 

Walking forwards (and backwards) into the future

Next week will mark a year since I came to the UK for a short visit and ended up staying for a 'bit' longer than expected. For most of us it's been a strange year - with unexpected changes and limitations. Apart from the concern for health, this year has also striped us of much sense of being able to plan for the future, or have control over our lives. 

Last Sunday, I was privileged to be able to share (virtually) with my local church about Joseph's life of faith. He was also someone who was robbed of his capacity to plan for the future, when he was sold as a slave. He was able to mature, be faithful to God and use the gifts he had been given in several twists and turns in his life. Yet he came to the end of his life, and asked his family to take his body back to the land that had been given to his great grandfather. He knew that God had been faithful in the detour of his life, but that there was a greater promise that he was a part of. 

I shared the modern(ish) example of Joni Mitchell. Best known as a singer songwriter from the 60's she sees herself as a painter, who was derailed by circumstance. Her songs expressed an angst and disappointment that she couldn't fully articulate in everyday life. But once the circumstance that had derailed her passion for painting was resolved and came full circle, she stopped writing songs and returned to painting. 

Many of us have put things on hold this last year, or have felt derailed or detoured by the pandemic. But there are passions and dreams that we hold which will come back to the fore. 

We try to plan for the future, but are frustrated with the niggling feeling that perhaps we can't control the future (*spoiler - we can't!). So I tried to learn a trick or two from the Andean worldview. The Quechua and Aymara groups in the Andes visualise the past in front of them (as opposed to behind us like the western culture), because they know what happened in the past, they can see it clearly as if it's in front of their eyes. They visualise the future as behind them - because they can't see it, and they don't know how it will develop. So they talk of walking backwards into the future.

In preparation for Sunday, I practiced walking backwards. I might have got a few strange looks whilst I was on my daily walks, but here's what I learnt! 

Walking backwards means that I take every step with a bit more care and attention, and go slower! That's not a bad thing. 

Walking backwards uphill (I live in Devon!) can actually be much easier and a lot more enjoyable than walking forwards uphill. The big difference is that I can see where I've come from, and how much progress I have made already. 

The practice of remembering where they've come from and what God has done in the past is a key component of the Israelites walk of faith in the Old Testament. There are several times when they set up stones of remembrance to help them remember God's presence with them in specific moments so that they could walk into the unknown future with the assurance of his faithfulness with them. 

So what are the stones of remembrance in your life?

It also made me think of reversing a car. Some of us are better at it than others, but for most of us, we need a bit more concentration and caution when we reverse, compared to driving forwards. We might get a snapshot of what's behind us in the wing mirror, but it doesn't give us the complete picture. What's even more helpful when we try to reverse, is having a friend who can see everything that's behind us, and can give us some simple instructions to follow. We actually don't need to see the whole picture, we just need to trust the one who does. 

So as we begin to move out of lockdown (again), I'm trying to put into practice these principles - in the absence of certainty for the future, I keep my eyes on the certainty of God's faithfulness in the past. And as I can't see a full picture of where I am going, I'm trusting God, who can, and learning to hear his voice as he instructs me in the way I should go. 

How are you preparing to come out of lockdown?

Signs of Spring

 In the midst of coldness, I've seen a few signs of spring on my walks...

Long walks and short swims

 That's a good description of what I've been doing over the Christmas and New Year break...and there's been some great views.... here's a few of them..

 Before our swim on the shortest day of the year.

Christmas Day swim

And warming up afterwards

Loads of rainbows on my walks.... my photos don't do them justice!

Not quite a sunset, but saying goodbye to 2020 from Bantham Beach

(Burgh Island  - and a lot of rain on the way, from Bantham)

 

Too many clouds to see a proper sunset but still beautiful

Just before and just after the sunrise on 1st Jan 2021

Just before and just after my swim from Paignton beach

 

 

Wonderful walk and chat with friends to welcome in the new year.