Not a Sprint
In 1983, a sixty-one-year-old potato farmer named Cliff Young showed up for a grueling, weeklong ultramarathon from Sydney to Melbourne—in overalls and work boots. He shuffled off the starting line as the much younger and athletic runners sprinted ahead. Soon he was miles behind. Spectators feared for his health. But that night, as the other runners slept, Cliff took a quick nap and kept going. Five days and five nights later he came in first—ten hours ahead of his closest competitor!
driving distracted?
There are so many things that can distract us while we're driving. It's hard to remain focused!
We got caught in a winter storm a few weeks ago. As the snow began to fall, I mentioned to my wife that this was a bad time to be driving, for the highway begins to get slick but people still go the…
