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God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S9DPBqO7keI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7EwDC3SJETc/s1600/Sunrise_in_Space_by_gucken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S9DPBqO7keI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7EwDC3SJETc/s320/Sunrise_in_Space_by_gucken.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463093975424143842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is Earth day and just has me thinking how awesome God is...look at the Earth and everything he created it blows my mind. From the mountains to the oceans to all the animals, I am just in awe. I love watching shows like animal planet and discovery channel. Our planet, our galaxy, we as humans scream God is real. The bible is chalk full of verses proclaiming his works by creating the Earth. Here is some sweet verses about God &amp; Earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 1:11-12 Then God said, "Let the land produce vegetation: seed‑bearing plants and trees on the land that bear fruit with seed in it, according to their various kinds." And it was so. The land produced vegetation: plants bearing seed according to their kinds and trees bearing fruit with seed in it according to their kinds. And God saw that it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 1:20‑21&lt;br /&gt;And God said, "Let the water teem with living creatures, and let birds fly above the earth across the expanse of the sky." So God created the great creatures of the sea and every living and moving thing with which the water teems, according to their kinds, and every winged bird according to its kind. And God saw that it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 1:24&lt;br /&gt;   And God said "Let the land produce living creatures according to their kinds: livestock, creatures that move along the ground, and wild animals, each according to its kind." And it was so. God made the wild animals according to their kinds, the livestock according to their kinds, and all the creatures that move along the ground according their kinds. And God saw that it was good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creativity belongs to God, look at the stars, the jungles, the lions, the tigers, the flowers, the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 19:1&lt;br /&gt;   The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 43:20‑21&lt;br /&gt;  The wild animals honor me, the jackals and the owls, because I provide water in the desert and streams in the wasteland, to give drink to my people, my chosen the people I formed for myself that they may proclaim my praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's creation is soo amazing it even states in Romans 1:20&lt;br /&gt;  For since the creation of the world God's invisible qualities‑his eternal power and divine nature‑have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that men are without excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 19:1‑6&lt;br /&gt;  The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge. There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard. Their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job 12:7‑10&lt;br /&gt;  But ask the animals, and they will teach you, or the birds of the air, and they will tell you; or speak to the earth, and it will teach you, or let the fish of the sea inform you. Which of all these does not know that the hand of the LORD has done this? In his hand is the life of every creature and the breath of all mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a sweet video that shows the magnitude, power and awe-struck wonder that God is and this is just the tip of the ice berg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Ya12I036lg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Ya12I036lg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-1821257807382384724?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S9DPBqO7keI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7EwDC3SJETc/s72-c/Sunrise_in_Space_by_gucken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-8506438769252169844</id><published>2010-04-19T21:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:35:46.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing story</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SkjMvPhLrn8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SkjMvPhLrn8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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story'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-6341482957081432845</id><published>2010-04-04T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:40:28.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gospel Graffiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EfN9AK87l0Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EfN9AK87l0Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/04/gospel-graffiti.html' title='Gospel Graffiti'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-2968744796647967095</id><published>2010-03-24T20:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:57:05.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CSU Oval Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S6rdP_5KltI/AAAAAAAAAEw/P98SsBUQRoY/s1600/24943_380051627828_121226357828_3564191_837003_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S6rdP_5KltI/AAAAAAAAAEw/P98SsBUQRoY/s320/24943_380051627828_121226357828_3564191_837003_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452413565804386002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this last weekend was our home raceweekend. I was supposed to race 3xs but we had so bad luck and due to weather racing on saturday was cancelled. So that left a crit on Sun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S6rah2Xnb4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/LU7GCgj-1Rw/s1600/img_5950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S6rah2Xnb4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/LU7GCgj-1Rw/s320/img_5950.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452410573950513026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Race started off actually pretty hot. There was a prime on the 2nd lap which actually caused some decent attacks/ splitting of the pack. A group of about 6 riders got off the front and formed a pretty strong break away. We actually got 3 guys in the break including my boy Koonsman so Luke &amp; I chilled out in the pack since we had no obligation to chase the breakaway.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall the pace in the pack was fairly easy and the breakaway was about 35 seconds in front. I was sitting 2nd, 3rd or 4th in the main pack for the whole race which was really good position since all of us in the main pack were racing for 7th place. Well with about 5 laps to go Mesa State came to the front and started turning some screws and tested the main pack. Gaps started to opening up and it seemed lots of people were actually tired or bad at holding the wheel in the corners. So with one lap to go I attacked as hard as I could and got a small gap. Sadly I got caught. In when it came to the field sprint I was shot from my attack and took 14th. So overall not a super high place but based on what happend I feel good. My next race will be back home in the Springs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S6ra8iXV3fI/AAAAAAAAAEg/rFyJERebyfM/s1600/24943_380051542828_121226357828_3564178_2592624_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S6ra8iXV3fI/AAAAAAAAAEg/rFyJERebyfM/s320/24943_380051542828_121226357828_3564178_2592624_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452411032437120498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S6rcJ5eQHnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/J1oqMpBWC_c/s1600/24943_380051612828_121226357828_3564188_83110_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S6rcJ5eQHnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/J1oqMpBWC_c/s320/24943_380051612828_121226357828_3564188_83110_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452412361490046578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-2968744796647967095?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/2968744796647967095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/03/csu-oval-race.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/2968744796647967095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/2968744796647967095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/03/csu-oval-race.html' title='CSU Oval Race'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S6rdP_5KltI/AAAAAAAAAEw/P98SsBUQRoY/s72-c/24943_380051627828_121226357828_3564191_837003_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-4326922428272883928</id><published>2010-03-15T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T11:10:07.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CU/UNC Race Recap</title><content type='html'>So here is how everything went down. CU crit was on saturday and the weather was perfect. It was my first mass start race of the year so I was interested to see how I would do. I felt pretty good during warm-up an prepared. So the course was not technical and pretty fast you could pedal through every turn. Race started off pretty normal we tried to get Luke into the break but it didn't last that long. I got into a solo breakaway but didn't feel like I could hold it so I just chilled and got back in the main pack. I felt really strong during the race for the majority of the race I was in the top ten and near the front. We worked well as a team sending some counter-attacks along with bringing some back. Well everyhting was going great I was in the top ten with 3 laps to go when a rider from CU tried to advance in the one sketchy turn and ended up causing a fairly decent sized crashed. I luckly slammed the breaks and avoided flipping over downed riders but by then it was to late to get re-clipped in and back in the field. So pretty much my race was over...but massive props to Matt Miyamoto my buddy/teammate had an awesome solo attack to win the day! Matt way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday was the UNC crit. It was freezing!! I wasn't in the mood to race but decided I needed to anyway. The course was changed like 3 times because it had very dangerous corners and they finally got the course acceptable for my race. I was absolutely shot before the race started. During warm-up I knew I didn't have much in my legs. This was my first double race weekend so it was understandable. Literally the first part of the race I was done, what didn't help was the new brakes I had put on were rubbing my wheel and I got off the back. So I had to pit and got the problem for the most part solved but realistically I coudln't hold the wheel because my legs were done. So I was off the back with 1 other guy who I decided to attack like 3x per lap but couldn't drop him. In the end I did horrible in finished in the last group. I knew that even though I was tired it would only help to not quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy I didn't crash at CU but was pleased with my progress since the TT. Wasn't happy with my performance at UNC but I have a bagillion races left and I am only going to make more progress. Next weekend is our home race weekend @ CSU on the oval so I am really stoked. So I am hitting up the training hard this week so I can rock our home race weekend. Only the strong survive baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-4326922428272883928?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/4326922428272883928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/03/cuunc-race-recap.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/4326922428272883928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/4326922428272883928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/03/cuunc-race-recap.html' title='CU/UNC Race Recap'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-5246527283259597934</id><published>2010-03-09T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T18:48:06.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Numero Uno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S5cH9DRlfWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xua9kn0WObM/s1600-h/25131_354605162681_553812681_3556189_1275915_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S5cH9DRlfWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xua9kn0WObM/s320/25131_354605162681_553812681_3556189_1275915_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446831019760385378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first race of the season, didn't feel so hot, still not fully recovered from being sick but I did what I could and took 14th. I am not super stoked with my performance but did what I could with how I felt. I got the CU &amp; UNC Crits this weekend so time to step up my training so I can start putting down the hammer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-5246527283259597934?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/5246527283259597934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/03/race-numero-uno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/5246527283259597934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/5246527283259597934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/03/race-numero-uno.html' title='Race Numero Uno'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S5cH9DRlfWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xua9kn0WObM/s72-c/25131_354605162681_553812681_3556189_1275915_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-3165454849536086196</id><published>2010-03-06T15:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T15:15:44.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple but Sweet</title><content type='html'>ROMANS 4:25-He was delivered over to death for our sins and was raised to life for our justification.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-3165454849536086196?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/3165454849536086196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/03/simple-but-sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/3165454849536086196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/3165454849536086196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/03/simple-but-sweet.html' title='Simple but Sweet'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-7986583007286540252</id><published>2010-03-05T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T22:42:32.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets get it started</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S5H0IVpopSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-VHelDRNKoE/s1600-h/Racing+09+(cont)+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S5H0IVpopSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-VHelDRNKoE/s320/Racing+09+(cont)+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445401848555545890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So racing finally starts this sunday. Am I stoked? Yes, Am I nervous? Yes ... I have some big goals for this season but by far the most important goal is to bring God glory &amp; honor through my cycling. I thank Christ for dying for my sins and giving me a freedom that allows me to do all things through him. It took me awhile to realize its more than the medals. Whether I finish with a gold medal or as the last rider in the race my goal is the I have represented Christ and given an effort worthy of my King. I love cycling and racing its super sweet but I understand that Christ has to be at the center. I used to race and ride to get rid of deep pain. Stuff from my past the haunted me for a long time. Last spring I finally let Jesus take my pain away and now I race for him. No longer do I race to make my past numb but rather to honor him and bring him praise. I can do nothing without him. I can't compare myself to others. So here we go ...the start of a long season. I give everything thing I can so when I hit the line I have nothing left to give because Jesus hit the line with nothing left to give. He died..and rose again. For Christ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-7986583007286540252?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/7986583007286540252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/03/lets-get-it-started.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/7986583007286540252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/7986583007286540252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/03/lets-get-it-started.html' title='Lets get it started'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S5H0IVpopSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-VHelDRNKoE/s72-c/Racing+09+(cont)+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-2595458856284913859</id><published>2010-02-21T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T12:31:02.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Date Doctor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S4GRVoG96rI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yXMJ6aa8fNg/s1600-h/awm-dating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S4GRVoG96rI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yXMJ6aa8fNg/s320/awm-dating.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440789625570192050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this past Nav Night was all about the supa fun subject that we all love to talk about..relationships &amp; dating. I really enjoyed the talk and feel we can apply it to all of our relationships, even if you are not dating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start of by giving God some credit..marriage or man &amp; woman was his idea. Genesis 2:18 The LORD God said, "It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper suitable for him." Now a key part of relationships is for men to grow in understanding of women..Here are some things that as men we must realize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Women value relationships and feelings over facts- As guys we tend to hide or cover our emotions and bury them deep down so this is something we have to continually work at since this is the way women connect to us.&lt;br /&gt;~Women value questions over stories-As guys its easy to fall into the trap of who has the best story to impress or to take the checker flag but when it comes down to it, women don't care how much you know or how many stories you have until they know how much you care &lt;br /&gt;~Women value praise over criticism-Instead of trying to "fix" the problem as men we need to realize women just need someone to listen to them and be their friend&lt;br /&gt;~Women are more intuitive than men are-this sounds like I am saying men are not smart, i'm not, but women kinda have a 6th sense about things guys can't even sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men need "guy time" and women need "girl time". This is a vital part of any relationship. You need time away from each other its plain and simple. Even my best friend in the whole world Lane and I if we start spending too much time together with no break we get on each other's nerves. Even married couples need to hang out with their friends. Why?? well because for girls you get special love &amp; fellowship that you can't get from your man and for guys well we just need to do manly stuff ..haha that sounded weird but you get the point. Yes i am not saying don't spend time together but it is necessary to keep your outside relationships strong. Especially making sure God is your number one priority instead of that special someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As godly men we must 1)Show Strength 2) Risk to Lead 3) Risk to Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you ladies out there this verse shows what godly men are looking for..."Ephesians 5:33 However, each one of you also must love his wife as he loves himself, and the wife must respect her husband." Deep down most men are looking for respect which can sound weird..some women might say well can't I show him love by loving him..well yes, but men feel love in a completely different way which comes down to RESPECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to be a man of God takes time and work, the same should be for dating. Dating should be practice for marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are so tips that Jim, Monica, &amp; Gentry gave us for a high-standard of dating and keeping our relationships pure &amp; full of joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Don't compare your relationships to other couples&lt;br /&gt;2) Never go to bed angry with each other (Eph 4:26)-talk it out&lt;br /&gt;3)Set the boundaries high &amp; at the beginning-men we need to do this&lt;br /&gt;4) Vertical vs Horizontal-stay veritcal (think about it)&lt;br /&gt;5) Keep doors open&lt;br /&gt;6) Home by midnight-what good thing ever came from hanging out after midnight&lt;br /&gt;7)Pray together&lt;br /&gt;8) Read the bible together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you might be thinking wow that is ridiculous and way to strict. In my opinion I feel that by setting boundaries like this will not only keep each other pure but focused on God. As men of God we can think about it like this... "If you don't marry her that will be probably someone else's wife and how would you want someone treating your wife??" It is important to set the bar high because as awesome as relationships are they can be a stumbling block. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think dating/marriage is awesome and should be fun but we need to honor God in our relationships. Purity is what we should strive for. Psalm 119:9-11 "How can a young man keep his way pure? By living according to your word. I seek you with all my heart; do not let me stray from your commands. I have hidden your word in my heart &lt;br /&gt;that I might not sin against you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never had a girlfriend, never kissed a girl, or anything so how can someone give dating advice? when I have no experience..well I know alot about God and God is Love and love is at the center of all relationships..so I do know the key to any relationship is God. I know one day soon God will bring her to me and say thats the one, but until then I guess there is only one more question to ask....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna go to dinner &amp; a movie??&lt;br /&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-2595458856284913859?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/2595458856284913859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/02/date-doctor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/2595458856284913859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/2595458856284913859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/02/date-doctor.html' title='Date Doctor'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S4GRVoG96rI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yXMJ6aa8fNg/s72-c/awm-dating.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-6622511729450261082</id><published>2010-02-14T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:35:16.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's My King.</title><content type='html'>Jesus Christ is my saviour, friend, King, hope, Father, my peace, my joy, my everything ...Do you know him??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/upGCMl_b0n4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/upGCMl_b0n4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-6622511729450261082?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/6622511729450261082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-1886283520177659418</id><published>2010-02-14T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T19:55:04.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fact: God exists</title><content type='html'>href="&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ldHF6PFUukw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ldHF6PFUukw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-1702028200314895433</id><published>2010-02-11T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:08:48.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus &gt; Pain</title><content type='html'>Here is song about Haiti from Christian rapper Lecrae, this song not only moves me about Haiti but it makes me realize that no matter what the storm may be or look like God is our refuge and our Rock &amp; our Hope. No matter how hard life might be Jesus is bigger than anything and Psalm 34:18 says " The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit" Even if you don't know Christ if cry out for him to heal your broken heart he will...Jesus is the way, the truth, and the life. Romans 6:23 "For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life is Christ Jesus". You don't know what life will bring but you can have an assurance that if even if you died today that you would live in eternal peace in Heaven. Call out for Christ even when he feels far away....he will always answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; href="&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TyzALdH00cw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TyzALdH00cw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-1702028200314895433?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/1702028200314895433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/02/jesus-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/1702028200314895433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/1702028200314895433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/02/jesus-pain.html' title='Jesus &gt; Pain'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-5836478362702242834</id><published>2010-02-08T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T11:58:32.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How would you introduce God?</title><content type='html'>"&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WXmSHVoi7rI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WXmSHVoi7rI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how would you introduce the King of Kings??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-5836478362702242834?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/5836478362702242834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-would-you-introduce-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/5836478362702242834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/5836478362702242834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-would-you-introduce-god.html' title='How would you introduce God?'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-6213819934237815553</id><published>2010-02-08T11:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T11:45:39.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3Bp3LkUwVI/AAAAAAAAADY/bZcIdNL6otA/s1600-h/20945Sunset-late.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3Bp3LkUwVI/AAAAAAAAADY/bZcIdNL6otA/s320/20945Sunset-late.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435961146955055442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 91&lt;br /&gt; 1 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High &lt;br /&gt;       will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2 I will say  of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress, &lt;br /&gt;       my God, in whom I trust." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3 Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare &lt;br /&gt;       and from the deadly pestilence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4 He will cover you with his feathers, &lt;br /&gt;       and under his wings you will find refuge; &lt;br /&gt;       his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5 You will not fear the terror of night, &lt;br /&gt;       nor the arrow that flies by day, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6 nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, &lt;br /&gt;       nor the plague that destroys at midday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7 A thousand may fall at your side, &lt;br /&gt;       ten thousand at your right hand, &lt;br /&gt;       but it will not come near you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8 You will only observe with your eyes &lt;br /&gt;       and see the punishment of the wicked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 9 If you make the Most High your dwelling— &lt;br /&gt;       even the LORD, who is my refuge- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 10 then no harm will befall you, &lt;br /&gt;       no disaster will come near your tent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 11 For he will command his angels concerning you &lt;br /&gt;       to guard you in all your ways; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 12 they will lift you up in their hands, &lt;br /&gt;       so that you will not strike your foot against a stone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 13 You will tread upon the lion and the cobra; &lt;br /&gt;       you will trample the great lion and the serpent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 14 "Because he loves me," says the LORD, "I will rescue him; &lt;br /&gt;       I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 15 He will call upon me, and I will answer him; &lt;br /&gt;       I will be with him in trouble, &lt;br /&gt;       I will deliver him and honor him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 16 With long life will I satisfy him &lt;br /&gt;       and show him my salvation."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-6213819934237815553?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/6213819934237815553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/02/psalm-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/6213819934237815553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/6213819934237815553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/02/psalm-of-day.html' title='Psalm of the day'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3Bp3LkUwVI/AAAAAAAAADY/bZcIdNL6otA/s72-c/20945Sunset-late.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-7185133047777879458</id><published>2010-02-08T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T21:17:13.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Saint...literally</title><content type='html'>Here is a cool video about new super bowl champ QB Drew Brees talking about his faith...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.tangle.com/flash/swf/flvplayer.swf" FlashVars="viewkey=7dde44d1a0c8c69ccdec" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="tangle" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-7185133047777879458?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/7185133047777879458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/02/saintliterally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/7185133047777879458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/7185133047777879458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/02/saintliterally.html' title='A Saint...literally'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-6628553230117626419</id><published>2010-01-24T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T22:32:15.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Obsession</title><content type='html'>Obsession –noun 1. the domination of one's thoughts or feelings by a persistent idea, image, desire, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we obsessed about?? Is it God? Too often I feel the answer is no. TO be obsessed with something means the domination of ones thoughts or feelings...whether its girls, school, cycling I always place other stuff where God should be...Number one in everything in my life should be God. He needs to be the center of everything...if he isn't the center of school..my priorities aren't right...if he isn't the center of cycling I am not riding for the right reasons..everything needs to revolve around Christ. Christ died so that we may live..but how are we using the time we have been given? are we just going through the motions and waiting to go to heaven? Matthew 10:39 "Whoever finds his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life for my sake will find it." Are we willing to give up our life...our time..our energy for Him..As each day passes I realize more and more that each time I give up what I fear to lose the most I find/experience the most precious beautiful satisfying joyful amazing thing I could hope to find...Jesus. Now since God has given his kingdom and blessed us beyond belief how should we conduct ourselves..how can we honor him? I feel one way we can show gratitude is by obeying God with fear and humility. Psalm 103:11 says "For as high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is his love for those who fear him"  When we fear God we learn to obey him...and we see in  John 14:21 "Whoever has my commands and obeys them, he is the one who loves me. He who loves me will be loved by my Father, and I too will love him and show myself to him." Its so cool to see how when we humble ourselves and become nothing that God truly makes his love complete in us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:21 "For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with soley giving every ounce of your soul, strength, heart is we have an enemy that wants you to do anything that doesn;t have to do with God..distraction is an amazing way that we get side-tracked. Its when you don't want to read your bible you should, its when you feel to busy to pray you need to get on your knees and lift your heart to God, its when you afraid that you need to share your faith etc.. Have you ever seen a couple thats crazy in love...that can't stop spending time together..and think about each other when they're apart..this is how I want to be with God...Jesus I want to wake up to your glorious mercy, I want to dance in your joy, I want to breath in your life, I want to speak your Love, I want to hear your sweet voice...I want my life to be a love song for you. I want you to make you proud...I want to fall in love with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how time and time again we try to fill our life with things that only satisfy for a moment when God satisfies us for eternity. Nothing, whether  its a girlfriend, a sport, a hobbie, a job should come close to your obsession with God. The best part is when you look for God or spend time with him or give your life to him you find exactly what you wanted/needed. He never disappoints...He always is there..he will always answer you when you call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again are we obsessed with God?? do we long for waking up in the morning just so we can speak to God? do we live our lives for him or do we just put on a mask, blend in, and look like the world?  do we pray and read his word? do we live like  they are dying or do we live like just we were dying? See 1/1 people die...if I were to die tonight I know I would go to heaven, but what about everyone else. No one, whether it is your aunt, dad, cousin, friend is guaranteed tommorrow..the one thing you can't do in heaven is witness to non-believers. See if we are really obsessed about God and are willing to give up everything to serve him how come we are so afraid to share our Hope...the world's hope in Jesus..He came to save everyone. See we have been saved by grace, we can't save, that's the Holy Spirit's job but it needs a body to work through..we just have to let God use us.. as scary as witnessing might be its just telling your story. Not mine, not your friend's but your own story that only you can tell...I love it!! All we have to do is tell the story of our life written by God. We should overjoyed to tell people about the greatest gift they could ever recieve..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when life is hard..be obsessed with God, when life doesn't make sense spend time with God..he makes sense..When you are busy..be obsessed with God, when you are sad be obsessed with God, When you are filled with joy..be obsessed with God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE OBSESSED WITH GOD....BECAUSE HE IS OBSESSED WITH YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-6628553230117626419?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/6628553230117626419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-obsession.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/6628553230117626419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/6628553230117626419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-obsession.html' title='My Obsession'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-5269945016974118969</id><published>2010-01-16T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:41:50.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Date Doctor?</title><content type='html'>When it comes to girls...I am content until God brings her to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-5269945016974118969?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/5269945016974118969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/01/date-doctor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/5269945016974118969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/5269945016974118969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/01/date-doctor.html' title='Date Doctor?'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-627864752691224983</id><published>2010-01-13T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:17:46.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>High Schooled.</title><content type='html'>Do you ever get the question O what high school did you go to? I have tons of times...but unlike most people I am not excited to talk about it. High school to say the least was terrible. I went to Coronado High School. I didn't really have any friends that went there my one &amp; only friend at the time went to another high school. People didn't like me..I would go sometimes a whole day without talking to anyone. I never was with the "in-crowd" or any crowd. People teased and harrassed me..even peed on my car. My house often got egged. I played the trumpet which was really sweet but no one else really thought so. I didn't ever have a girlfriend. Never went to or got invited to with everyone to Homecoming. I missed both my junior &amp; senior prom even though i love dancing. I was laughed off the baseball team due to horrible ridicule from so called teammates. I don't miss it at all...I was really lonely and didn;t have alot of hope for things to come..See I don't get excited to talk about what happened rather super excited because out of pain, tears, and what seems like a dark time in my life God shines through. Jesus was what got me through those hard times and has used it to forever change my life and it has given me enough strength to handle anything. That's the beauty of Jesus -2 Corinthians 12:9&lt;br /&gt;But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me.&lt;br /&gt;It took me losing all that I knew from friends to dreams to find out that when everything of this world is put aside the only thing left is Jesus. It was Jesus that stayed faithful to be my true friend when I needed one the most. See underneath all the pain &amp; what I was trying to fill the big hole in my heart was Jesus. I done all I could to get rid of my burdens but I couldn't ..so I let go because Jesus is so loving he is willing to take the broken pieces of our heart and put them back together.Without Him I can do nothing &amp; I am nothing. Ephesians 2:8-9 says 8For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God— 9not by works, so that no one can boast." It was all Jesus..he saved me. All we have to do is cry out for help &amp; he will hear us and come to our rescue. Romans 5:8 -But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us. While I was lost in sin &amp; without hope for this life..he gave his life for me. See God refuses to stop loving us. Yes there are times life is hard even downright unbearable but Jesus is bigger than anything this world can throw at you..he created it. Life  is like a blacksmith making steel, to make the steel the blacksmith first has to heat the steel until it melts..when this happens the impurities will float to the top..the blacksmith will see the impurities and remove them and then forge beautiful metals. Jesus does the same with use...by turning up the heat it allows our impurities to become visible..this can be hard sometimes but it is how he makes us pure again. So what happened to me after high-school...God overwhelmed me by giving me tons of friends, an amazing college, cycling, and the most amazing years of my life...God is GOOD all the time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-627864752691224983?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/627864752691224983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/01/high-schooled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/627864752691224983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/627864752691224983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/01/high-schooled.html' title='High Schooled.'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-4329198034198845035</id><published>2010-01-09T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:51:27.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok Break!</title><content type='html'>So why haven't I blogged lately well its because its because I have beeen way too busy enjoying break! Break has like usual been super sweet. I have seen lots of friends, spent countless hours sleeping in, gone-skiing, visited the zoo, and tons of fun activities. This break was very needed. I almost thought i wasn't going to make it through all the crazyness of school but I did. I was feeling burnt out and just tired. Break once again has done its job and got me back to 100%. Its almost a week till school starts and I am already getting pumped for this semester. I begun my training for the 2010 cycling season and despite freezing temps its nice to be back training again. It always helps me to focus, think about stuff, and most importantly spend time alone with God. Also this semester we are starting Joshua Team! So cool, and with all the ballin awesome guys in my study I can't wait to run head over heels after God with them. My sister is actually going to be up in fort collins this year which is very exciting. Last night I went to the college night at New Life Church. It was so refreshing to just be surrounded by over 1000 college christians all worshiping and learning about God. The pastor's talk really spoke to me. It was all about so called New Years Resolutions..Yes Resolutions aren't bad and are good goals..but to put God on a checklist with for example working out isn't good. Our list should be to know God more.....end of list. Often we look to the New Year to cut out procrastination, to be more productive etc etc but when it comes down to it the most important thing is this life is knowing God. This sounds crazy when some many things in life seem more important. The best way to known God is get in that WORD!! thats right because we know from scripture that the bible is the very breath or word of God. By simplying reading your bible your are reading the living and active words of the creator of the universe.In Matthew 10:39 Jesus says "Whoever finds his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life for my sake will find it." Our Resolution should always be about Him not us..we just have to let go of those things that seem so good but are really nothing in comparison to Jesus. I know its hard ..sometimes when looking to the New Year I have so many questions..How will I do in School? Where will I work? Will I find a girl to date? What about cycling? What should I do about this??? While I was riding God answered...ME..yes its not the answer you want to hear but He is the answer. No we don't know what will happen on this crazy roller-coaster ride of life but we do know Jesus is with us...Sometimes as bad as we want answers we need to step aside and say God no matter what happens you are all I need. So for this year of course I have hopes &amp; dreams along with fears but I know God will be there tommorrow, the day after that and forever. So I have my resolution..or prayer is that I might come to know God better and make him known. Its a daily process of taking small baby steps and if ever fall Jesus is there to catch us..Its preaching the Gospel to ourselves daily..Christ died for my sin..and everyone sins so that we might live with him in eternal peace. So this year I intend to learn more about the prince of a glorious kingdom whom left everything to rescue the one whom he loved..that being you&amp;me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-4329198034198845035?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/4329198034198845035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/01/ok-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/4329198034198845035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/4329198034198845035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2010/01/ok-break.html' title='Ok Break!'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-2134763037896421794</id><published>2009-12-10T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T21:26:37.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/SyHYAk0dVLI/AAAAAAAAACo/0GNBDgp2RMo/s1600-h/t+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/SyHYAk0dVLI/AAAAAAAAACo/0GNBDgp2RMo/s320/t+082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413845731471348914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever just feel burnt out..those times where you are just out of it..this past weekend/week was just super emotionally draining and rough. Along side of a crazy amount of schoolwork I just started training again for cycling. I got really frustrated with homework, sore from riding, and just felt down. Right now I want more than anything to be done with finals and just get finished with the semester, don't get me wrong this has been another amazing semster but I am just beyond done with it...I am no mood to study, I've been slacking on so many things, I feel like my quiet times and walk has just been no existant and ya I don't feel that happy..Everything from Ultimate frisbee to movies to hanging out just feels ugh...and I hate it..mainly because i am so hyper &amp; energetic it just is so weird when I'm not. Then what kills me is when others get down because they always count of me to be funny, lively, and just down right goofy. I feel like I've just not had as much fun. I've been grumpier to my roommates, less out-going, and just not on the right track..I don't understand. How does this happen??? I sometimes wish you could just push the easy button or pause on life. Maybe its because I just want things to slow down..time just goes by quicker and quicker. It could be also my childhood house is about to be sold and I am just unsure about whats up ahead. Its hard not knowing what the future is going to be like..I get nervous and afraid things won't be ok. Even though I have doubts and fears I really just need to look to God right now for peace..If you see me around say hi, because I just feel out of it. I guess I could say this has been a "dry-spell" for me spiritually just because i don't feel I've gotten anywhere. Lately when I've been reading the word or just praying I don't even feel like God is close to me..even though in my head I know He is right there. It seems like a can't hear him...but God brought me to this desert for some reason so I just pray that before he brings me out of the desert I can understand why he brought me here in the first place. I am not too worried though in a couple days I should be back to my bouncy self just right now I FEEL SO UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-2134763037896421794?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/2134763037896421794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/12/ugh.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/2134763037896421794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/2134763037896421794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/12/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/SyHYAk0dVLI/AAAAAAAAACo/0GNBDgp2RMo/s72-c/t+082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-2175277530065701334</id><published>2009-12-01T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:54:16.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To whom it may concern</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/SxXkHygdl3I/AAAAAAAAACg/qr706mBIQTc/s1600-h/05_08_10---Cross-at-Sunset_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/SxXkHygdl3I/AAAAAAAAACg/qr706mBIQTc/s320/05_08_10---Cross-at-Sunset_web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410481349823666034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should've wrote sooner but I got busy, side-tracked, was scared, and nervous about what I have to tell you...It's a life or death matter..but don't be afraid I'm alright but I am writing to make sure you will be ok. To quote some lyrics from one of my favorite songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In case you didnt know theres a lovin that will never go away&lt;br /&gt;you say your goin to hell but it dont have to be that way&lt;br /&gt;see the bottom line of what im tryin to say is&lt;br /&gt;god puts back the broken peaces &lt;br /&gt;that are were thrown away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If even everyone you know &lt;br /&gt;just up and goes away&lt;br /&gt;he'll still love you till the very day &lt;br /&gt;that your of that old and gray&lt;br /&gt;to bad alot of Christians all they do is hate on you&lt;br /&gt;instead of dropen it there knees &lt;br /&gt;and taken time to pray for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what i say to you i know it might even sound funny&lt;br /&gt;but i never came at you just to paint you has the enemy&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't about haten or spunten some controversy&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't about blamen you or tryn to make some money na&lt;br /&gt;i dont claim to know everything that youv experienced &lt;br /&gt;man i dont even know if even ever be hearen this&lt;br /&gt;but i said it once and i still hold it is that a life with out Christ is still a life that is never fixed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus gave me more than i ever could of been expected&lt;br /&gt;i know life is hectic it can leave you blowin away&lt;br /&gt;but check it bro cause we just gonna die someday&lt;br /&gt;and on that note well theres only one thing still left to say&lt;br /&gt;theres still one love and one god and only one way"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never forgive myself if I never told you..but as you read search your heart &amp; listen to what I have to tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ died on the cross for our sins.. you might think I'm crazy or you may laugh but it's not a joke or something made up..He came to pay the penalty for us..Romans 3:23 says "for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God" ..Yes, everyone, even me. Our sin is what seperates us from God and condemns us &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he carried our sins to the cross, died, and rose again three days later..now we can have life. John 3:16-17" 16"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son,[a] that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. 17For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him." God loves you..he always has..he loves you so much he sent his son to die so he wouldn't have to spend eternity without you..I am writing to you as a dear friend, I have experienced in my life peace, true satisfaction, joy because of Jesus...and If I were to die today I know with all my heart I would be in Heaven with him.I wish I could make this choice for you but we each must choose..Ephesians 2:8-9 &lt;br /&gt;says "For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God— 9not by works, so that no one can boast." It is a free gift we can't do anything to earn it all you have to do is ask Jesus into your heart..to be your Saviour Romans 10:9 &lt;br /&gt;That if you confess with your mouth, "Jesus is Lord," and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write this not to judge you or to hurt you but because I care for you...I don't ever want to recieve a letter like this from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, I stand in judgement now&lt;br /&gt;And feel that you're to blame somehow&lt;br /&gt;On Earth I walked with you day by day&lt;br /&gt;And never did you point the way&lt;br /&gt;You knew the Lord in truth and glory&lt;br /&gt;But never did you tell the story&lt;br /&gt;My knowledge then was very dim&lt;br /&gt;You could have led me safe to Him&lt;br /&gt;Though we lived together here on Earth&lt;br /&gt;You never told me of the second birth&lt;br /&gt;And now I stand condemmed&lt;br /&gt;Because you failed to mention Him&lt;br /&gt;You taught me many things, that's true&lt;br /&gt;I called you "friend" and trusted you&lt;br /&gt;But I learn that now it's too late&lt;br /&gt;And you could have kept me from this fate&lt;br /&gt;We walked by day and talked by night&lt;br /&gt;And yet you showed me not the light&lt;br /&gt;You let me live, and die&lt;br /&gt;You knew I'd never live on high&lt;br /&gt;Yes I called you friend in life&lt;br /&gt;and trusted you through joy and strife&lt;br /&gt;and, yet, on coming to this dreadful end,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot now call you friend.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom it may concerned..I hope one day to see you in heaven....you are LOVED..&lt;strong&gt;Jesus loves you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-2175277530065701334?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/SxXkHygdl3I/AAAAAAAAACg/qr706mBIQTc/s72-c/05_08_10---Cross-at-Sunset_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-2483617930755641294</id><published>2009-11-25T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T10:04:41.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny French Prank</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wOur8qXvpnk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so this is what happens when the Tour de France is not taking place in France this one is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-2483617930755641294?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-2227714987103986640</id><published>2009-11-17T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T16:44:39.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stayin Alive</title><content type='html'>We stop playing because we grow old, but we grow old because we stop playing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-2227714987103986640?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/2227714987103986640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/11/stayin-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Public Speaking &lt;br /&gt;10:00AM - 10:50AM | M W F | Eddy 117 | Jan. 19 - May. 09 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; BMS 300-001 - Principles of Human Physiology &lt;br /&gt;11:00AM - 11:50AM | M W R F | Plant Science C 101 | Jan. 19 - May. 09 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; POLS 131-001 - Current World Problems &lt;br /&gt;12:30PM - 1:45PM | T R | Engineering 100 | Jan. 19 - May. 09 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ACT 205-003 - Fundamentals of Accounting &lt;br /&gt;8:00AM - 8:50AM | M W F | Eddy 100 | Jan. 19 - May. 09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-750738384009280424?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/750738384009280424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/11/spring-2010-schedule.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/750738384009280424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/750738384009280424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/11/spring-2010-schedule.html' title='Spring 2010 schedule'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-3299893227862267468</id><published>2009-10-19T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T12:09:52.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the week</title><content type='html'>"Courage is almost a contradiction in terms. It means a strong desire to live taking the form of a readiness to die. 'He that will lose his life, the same shall save it,' is not a piece of mysticism for saints and heroes. It is a piece of everyday advice for sailors or mountaineers. It might be printed in an Alpine guide -- or a drill-book. This paradox is the whole principle of courage even of quite earthly or quite brutal courage. A man cut off by the sea may save his life if he will risk it on the precipice. He can only get away from death by continually stepping within an inch of it. A soldier, surrounded by enemies, if he is to cut his way out, needs to combine a strong desire for living with a strange carelessness about dying. He must not merely cling to life, for then he will be a coward, and will not escape. He must not merely wait for death, for then he will be a suicide, and will not escape. He must seek his life in a spirit of furious indifference to it; he must desire life like water and yet drink death like wine." - GK Chesterton&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-3299893227862267468?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/3299893227862267468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/10/quote-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/3299893227862267468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/3299893227862267468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/10/quote-of-week.html' title='Quote of the week'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-6431805855628727966</id><published>2009-10-14T18:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:48:32.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you've never failed you've never lived</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RmTxr7OsPj0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-6431805855628727966?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/6431805855628727966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-youve-never-failed-youve-never-lived_4201.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/6431805855628727966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/6431805855628727966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-youve-never-failed-youve-never-lived_4201.html' title='If you&apos;ve never failed you&apos;ve never lived'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-8324319539967343747</id><published>2009-10-10T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:56:06.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>I am would not be here today without you...yes you my friend. I wanted to take the time to say thank you..for never giving up on me even when I gave up on myself, for making me laugh, for celebrating my victories, for lifting my head up after my defeats... for being there, for love, for caring more about my heart than my looks or clothes or money or anything... 1 Thessalonians 2:19-20 "For What is our hope, our joy, or the crown in which we will glory in the presence of our Lord Jesus when he comes? Is it not you? Indeed, you are our glory and joy." You are my joy...my life ..I never really had many friends...During high school I went days without talking to people,kids at my school hated me. They harrassed me and made me feel worthless and a failure who would never amount to anything.  Ididn't have one true friend that went to my high school..Life was hard and I thought about giving in..By God didn't let me..I spent alot of nights wondering if there were any people out their that could be my friends..I spent alot of nights crying alone just praying for the days I would get to have friends...and....I....finally found them.. I ..found you..Dan Boryla you were the first person at CSU to say hi to me..and now you are like my big brother, Lane we were always and will always be best friends words can't describe what it has meant so share life with you, Taylor Barnes I didn't even know you and now you are my other best friend and I have never looked back since we met, Davis you taught me how to remember to not be so hard on myself and that laughing is the best medicine, Peter Frost showed me what pure joy can come from following God, Sean we will always be dance buddies, Andy you helped me see the importance of God's word &amp; prayer, Dan Schimtty you have taught me how to be a man of God, Kelsey you always bring a smile to my face with your bubbly personality, CJ I've known you along time but you are one of the coolest &amp; most godly  guys I know, Bruce we became so close and we always be friends, Jenni you taught me its ok to be me, Jake you taught me how to be a better leader..and how to go deep with God, and I wish I could name everyone but it would take forever because each of you has changed my life...I smile because of you..no one used to even want to say hi to me...so Thank You it means the world to me having friends like you..God was so loving he blessed me beyond the stars with you..so from my heart Thank You for being my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/StFy9-LbqlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xsyrHWQ9XAQ/s1600-h/47b8cf26b3127cce98548bffdefd00000046100Act2jRm0csmWg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/StFy9-LbqlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xsyrHWQ9XAQ/s320/47b8cf26b3127cce98548bffdefd00000046100Act2jRm0csmWg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391216637927729746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-8324319539967343747?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/8324319539967343747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/10/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/8324319539967343747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/8324319539967343747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/10/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/StFy9-LbqlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xsyrHWQ9XAQ/s72-c/47b8cf26b3127cce98548bffdefd00000046100Act2jRm0csmWg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-6110918705027628311</id><published>2009-10-08T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T13:47:04.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/Ss5Pu52dLhI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uVU9Fj4l93U/s1600-h/Walmart+Marauders+Thug+Life....Don%27t+try+at+home!+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/Ss5Pu52dLhI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uVU9Fj4l93U/s320/Walmart+Marauders+Thug+Life....Don%27t+try+at+home!+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390333471230864914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember back when you were a kid? When life was just so simple and you just cared about having fun..Isn't it funny how we rush to grow up because being a kid  just isn't the same or its immature or childish and once we're grown up we long to be children again. People live as if they never will die and die as though they never lived. I like to be silly, goofy, and spontaneous.. I like to watch disney movies and yes sing along to every song, I dont like school and its not because I am lazy or don't care about, I love Ice Cream, I like to dance like no one's watching when most the time they are, I sing not well but does it really matter, I like riding my bike, I wish we would still do sleepovers..or all nighters, I enjoy tepeeing, I wear scooby-doo slippers, I dont like wine or alcohol its gross I prefer Strawberry or Chocolate milk, I get nervous around girls, I like to dress up for Halloween, , My Mom is one of my best friends, I hate spiders and I won't kill them, I love blasting music, I like skate city, I love making movies even if they if they dont win an oscar, Slip N Slides rock, I love the zoo and feeding the giraffes, I like Star Wars and its music, I race my shopping carts at grocery stores, I like laughing, I don't like drama or when people just work work work work and don't remember to take a break and relax, I pretend to be Batman sometimes or Spiderman if Mary Jane is around, Dodgeball is way to sweet, :), I did like NSync, Michael Jackson is stellar, I love making snow angels or playing hide and seek in the library...people often think I'm weird or a little crazy but im not afraid to be me...because its not embarrassing if you don't care what people think...(Matthew 18:3)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-6110918705027628311?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/6110918705027628311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/10/me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/6110918705027628311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/6110918705027628311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/10/me.html' title='Me!'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/Ss5Pu52dLhI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uVU9Fj4l93U/s72-c/Walmart+Marauders+Thug+Life....Don%27t+try+at+home!+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-3964292018544625639</id><published>2009-10-07T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T20:22:36.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How would you introduce God?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WXmSHVoi7rI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WXmSHVoi7rI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if you take the time to answer this question it will blow your socks off because you'll&lt;br /&gt;begin to realize just how amazing God is......How would you introduce God?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-3964292018544625639?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/3964292018544625639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/10/httpwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/3964292018544625639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/3964292018544625639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/10/httpwww.html' title='How would you introduce God?'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-8364187460615149676</id><published>2009-10-03T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:29:39.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspirational Story</title><content type='html'>What a cool story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8GQ4xsn0d_I"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8GQ4xsn0d_I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ugbq3kLDWKI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ugbq3kLDWKI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-8364187460615149676?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/8364187460615149676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/10/inspirational-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/8364187460615149676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/8364187460615149676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/10/inspirational-story.html' title='Inspirational Story'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-1086053883678431241</id><published>2009-10-03T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:29:15.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure Hunt</title><content type='html'>Jesus Christ is the greatest treasure a man could hope to find. But do we search &amp;amp; seek after him like a precious jewel or buried treasure? If you have ever lost your wallet or phone what did you do? Search search search until you found it. Nothing but finding what you lost is on your mind and you can never fully be at peace or content until you have found it. You search everything...I think its time I start to view God as a hidden treasure. To find a buried treasure you use the map...well I believe that map is the bible. I know way to often I just read through a passage of the Bible and then close it up for next time. The Bible is the very word of God and through searching it we can grow closer to him and learn how we can find the hidden prize. If we come closer to God he will come closer to us...Now remember that time you lost something of value..what was it like when you found what you were looking for? For me findind my wallet filled me with pure joy...how much more will we find if we find God the treasure of our lives?? God is love, joy, peace, and everything good. So if we give everything we posses to seek after him when we do it will be pure bliss. He gave himself on the cross because we are precious like jewels to him... can we say the same about him? So what do you say, do you want to go for a treasure hunt?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-1086053883678431241?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/1086053883678431241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/10/treasure-hunt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/1086053883678431241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/1086053883678431241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/10/treasure-hunt.html' title='Treasure Hunt'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8783082349892726158.post-8936615517146857811</id><published>2009-09-30T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T09:17:38.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going the Distance</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/Ss5RQ4vTS1I/AAAAAAAAABY/LE2A9lKRn8o/s1600-h/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390335154559601490 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/Ss5RQ4vTS1I/AAAAAAAAABY/LE2A9lKRn8o/s320/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Persevere-means to endure in anything undertaken in spite of difficulty, obstacles, discouragment, stress, pain, or the ability to have strength to make it to the end Its finally over, my 2009 racing season has finally come to a close. This season was filled with major let-downs, struggles, discouragement, but underneath it all pure beauty &amp;amp; love. At the beginning of this year I got scared. Scared I couldn't endure what it takes to be an elite cyclist, scared of failing, scared of what people would think if I didn't live up to the high expectations of my season. I was brought back to high school where I got laughed off my baseball team because I messed up in the field. So I quit....I let go of cycling because I cared more about how people viewed me rather than how God looked at me. As much as I tried to let go I couldn't. Something deep down told me to not give up. Finally over the Spring Break Trip with the Navs God took a burden off my me I had been carrying way too long. In the past I was always called a "quiter" and made fun of severly and I took up cycling as a way to get rid of the pain, but it never worked. The more I rode I realized this wound was deep inside my heart. Jesus finally at the time when I needed him the most came and said "You've been carrying this burden for far too long, let me carry it". I can't even described the weight lifting off my shoulders. So I called my mom up and said "Hey mom can we talk" and she asked "about what?" and I starting talking about a whole bunch of nonsense when she said "Taylor just tell me what you want to say" and I said "Mom I coming back to cycling". Now I had a purpose to ride for my King who paid my penalty of sin on the cross. &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/Ss-IzlLOEFI/AAAAAAAAACA/YJLmevpnObY/s1600-h/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390677698719649874 border=0 alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/Ss-IzlLOEFI/AAAAAAAAACA/YJLmevpnObY/s320/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; So I began to train but I was already so far behind. I trained trained pushing myself to my limits. At my first race I got dropped and finished almost dead last. Then I continued to finish near the end in the next couple races. This was hard to overcome because I would give everything I had to finish last and then I injured my knee. For a all of June I couldn't ride. I remember crying out to God asking "why?" "why?" and then I crashed through the windshield of a car and should've been killed but was saved by God's angels.Race after race I got dropped no matter how hard I tried. I finally broke down in tears and cried "God I can't do this and not strong enough....I can;t endure this, I have been giving everything and I dont even have a single medal from this season, " ....Man's greatest victory is not in never falling but picking himself up everytime he does..Finally god answered me...he said"I Can Carry You" ...2 Cor 12:8 Jesus reminds us "My power is made perfect in weakness" So I turned to him when I had nothing left to give so I was riding with His Strength instead of mine...and thats when I found him.... It was only after I had endure pain, trials,and had nothing left when I realized everything had come from Him.. In my final race of the season I rode not for men but for my Jesus and with nothing left at the finish line I had my first and only win of the season. This has been a crazy journey...there has been so many times I have been so close to calling it quits but I want to make my dad in heaven proud so I go now to bring him honor through my cycling, I can go the distance...I am never giving up because He is never giving up on me....&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/Ss-JscuoVwI/AAAAAAAAACI/pTGs0f3ty4E/s1600-h/tracj.bmp"&gt;&lt;IMG style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390678675704796930 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/Ss-JscuoVwI/AAAAAAAAACI/pTGs0f3ty4E/s320/tracj.bmp"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8783082349892726158-8936615517146857811?l=t-starch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/feeds/8936615517146857811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/09/going-distance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/8936615517146857811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8783082349892726158/posts/default/8936615517146857811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-starch.blogspot.com/2009/09/going-distance.html' title='Going the Distance'/><author><name>JasonBourne719</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10474011466608256705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/S3jQhLSB6OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7Tqr0TRKPFs/S220/SKiing+025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6N-G7cR_-k/Ss5RQ4vTS1I/AAAAAAAAABY/LE2A9lKRn8o/s72-c/DSC_0083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
