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Thanksgiving Day 13

Today I am thankful for the power of prayer. I'm certain it helps me every day, and it also just happened to save the life of my friend's mom. Read the story - it is quite amazing and I know I was praying as hard as I know how as this was all going on.

Another note on prayer - Mrs. Clark asked me what I do on such long bike rides, especially since we are not allowed to listen to music in races. I did not really have much of an answer for her, but during IMFL I remembered immediately - I pray. A lot. I pray every time I see a biker on the side of the road with an issue, I pray prayers of thanks for me being able to be there racing in the first place, I pray that everyone will stay safe, and the list goes on and on.

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Coach Liz said…
I do a lot of praying while racing as well. I did a lot on the run on Sunday. I needed every bit of help I could get on that second loop and I hope that my prayers would be heard and that I had the ability to draw strength from the very ends of my toes and fingers to make it to the finish line. Lots of prayers to God and to St. Anthony were coming from me.
December 2, 2009 at 3:55 PM
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