Part of my exercise routine involves swimming a minimum of 1250 yards twice a week. Often I am in the pool with other swimmers, many of whom I do not really know. By that I mean, that although I usually end up knowing their first names, I don’t have a sense of the context of their lives—their fitness level or how long they have been swimming. They are just familiar faces. Yet, invariably, I end up competing with them—even if it is just in my own mind.
My husband frequently reminds me that I am a very competitive person, despite my claim to the contrary. Thus, I experience delight when I breeze by other swimmers, as we make our way up and down the pool in our own lanes. Yet, I am less than thrilled when a better swimmer makes me feel as though I am not moving at all!
Topics: Biblical Law