I just realized that I probably should have saved my last post’s title for today’s post, oh well.
Yesterday I did a workout that was so cool– I got to drag a parachute behind my kayak! Twenty second pieces going at about 1 mph– all out. Although this workout is a great sport specific strength exercise, the best part is it slows everything down and forces the paddler to focus on technique in a new level: drive from the legs, sit up straight, fully engage your core, keep the top hand pressure, take a solid pause, aggressive catch… etc. After our warm up we started with the parachute, then moved down to dragging two large whiffle balls on a bungee, dropped to one whiffle ball, and ended with just the bungee cord. The most helpful part of the workout for me yesterday was the single ball resistor, I was able to feel the glide while still going slow enough to focus on technique.
Now after workout something really funny happened– I fell in. I didn’t get bumped, pushed, shoved, anything as I was cooling down, one moment I felt a little unstable, the next moment I was in the water. The cold, not-so-clear water of the Oklahoma River. This was the first time I’d accidentally fallen in, without someone else’s involvement in… who knows? 3 years? When stuff like that happens, it generally means I was in need of a good humbling.
So today, I want to Thank God, for the chiding of the Holy Spirit, the way God brings his children back to him– sometimes in funny harmless ways like yesterday, and sometimes in much harder ways, but as Moses reminded us in Deuteronomy 8:5 “Know then in your heart that, as a man disciplines his son, the LORD your God disciplines you.”