It’s been a tough couple of weeks on the track here in Whistler. After Nodar’s tragic death on the opening Friday, there have been crashes galore. Some spectacular and others just downright embarassing. One of those came with one of the Christians regularly visiting our faith centre. The 2 man bobsled was to be Jeremy’s swans song before he retired from international sport (he also competed for the Aussie rugby Wallabees). His run started freakeshly disastrous when an elastic band holding his steering ropes broke. He struggled to get in as he groped for the all important steering mechanism, then hit the wall hard and flipped over on the very first turn. This resulted in sliding down the entire track tipped over on the sled’s side and even upside down.
The next night Jeremy came into the evening Bible study looking absolutely as dejected as anyone I’ve ever seen in my life. The normally gregariously friendly Jeremy didn’t stick around making it impossible to console him. However, the next night there were 3 bobsled pilots at the meeting...Jeremy included. Afterward they all three huddled up and for the longest time encouraged one another. As chaplains, we all just kept our distance knowing that nothing we could say would compare with the encouragement only one of their own could give. One of whom himself also crashed though he was a favorite to win and was in the medals when he went over on the 50/50 turn (you only have a 50/50 chance of staying upright).
Jeremy has to decide if he’s going to compete in the 4 man. He’s never had a 4 man run down this track and given the danger factor he’s got to keep his crew’s safety in mind. It’s a tough decision. As a chaplain I did lead the 3 in prayer for him concerning wisdom for this as he was off to a meeting to decide if he’d compete or not.
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