Inconclusiveness Stinks

Leaving my Biomechanics class today, I was frustrated. We had a discussion on stretching and whether it is important, if it helps prevent injuries, or increase performance, ect. I was quite excited about it when briefly reading about it the day before to have those questions answered. After all, I do not like stretching. Hearing it hinders running performance would be a great thing to hear and know that since I am not stretching after runs, it is not killing me. But almost every question that was asked was followed by a "studies have found that to be inconclusive." Inconclusive??? Well then how are we to know? Our teacher showed us back and forth over and over how different studies were contraindicating others. He said in the end, to build off of what you believe feels best for you and whatever athletes you end up training. Inconclusive.

Ok, don't be bored out of your mind already--this stuff probably bores 99% of the population, but I really quite enjoy learning about it. I only brought it up though because it reminded me of how much it stinks to ask a question and have no answer. It made me think of prayer and our relationship with God. Sometimes I pray and pray about certain things that I would like; help me stay healthy, help me continue to do well in school, help me with decisions so I know I am on the right track, ect. And you know what is the most frustrating thing? When God gives you an inconclusive answer. For example, I could pray and ask if I should go home for this summer and spend time with my family and work, or if I should look for jobs here and go to school and pay for an apt this summer. And I will get no answer either way. It's frustrating! I would just be so thrilled if right then bang a cloud of smoke appeared and spelled out "stay in Utah".

But a couple weeks ago, the wisest man I know called me and gave me some great advice. This man is my Father. He told me how God isn't like Santa Clause. It doesn't work like that. It is true that we need to make righteous decisions and if he prompts us to do something, then we definitely should. But He gave us agency. And some decisions we just make on our own and He will guide us through the rest. My dad told me a story how after college he was offered 2 great jobs at different banks. He prayed, went to the temple, fasted--did just about everything to try and see where he should work. His answer: Be a good husband and father. Huh? Where is the conclusion in that? If you look deep enough, it was the perfect conclusion. God didn't care which one he chose, as long as he remained a good husband to my mom and father to me and my brothers.

So what I do this summer I hope all falls into place. I am 100% positive I am staying in Utah, working at least one job for sure and going to school in the Spring, but I really hope housing and the other job I want fall into place too. And as for stretching, I'm still trying to get over the fact that research on that is inconclusive. I have open right now a few articles from England, Austrailia, and other sources trying to see. In the meantime, I am fine that I cannot touch my toes.

Now for some funny stuff. Because here is one complete conclusion that can be drawn today: Funny is good.

Happy St. Patrick's Day too