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&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 28pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;A Survey for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 28pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 28pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 48pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Interviewees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 48pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 28pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 28pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 28pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Walter T. Brashier Graduate School Research Methods Course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 28pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Constructed by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 28pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Justin James Pitts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thank you for agreeing to take a few moments and participate in my survey.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The purpose of this survey is to answer the question: “What is the appropriate dress for a job interview?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What is your age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;11-19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;b.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;20-29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;30-39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;d.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;40-49&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;e.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;50-59&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;f.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;60-69&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;g.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;70-79&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;h.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;80+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Are you Male or Female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;b.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What is your race?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;African-American&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;b.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Caucasian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Other__________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;How many years have you been in your current occupation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Less than 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;b.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;1-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;4-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;d.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;8-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;e.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;11+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Please state your occupation: ­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­___________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Please describe in detail the wardrobe you would wear for a job interview &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with your company. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;7.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The current generation has relaxed the expected dress code for interviews without the permission of the older generation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="7" type="1"&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="a"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Disagree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Young job candidates are      more likely to dress inappropriately for interviews at my company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="a"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Extremely agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Somewhat agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Neither agree or disagree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Somewhat disagree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Extremely disagree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Older job candidates are      more likely to dress inappropriately for interviews at my company?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="a"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Extremely agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Somewhat agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Neither agree or disagree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Somewhat disagree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Extremely disagree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Do visible tattoos affect an      interviewer’s hiring decision of a job candidate during a job interview?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="a"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Does smell affect an      interviewer’s hiring decision of a job candidate during a job interview?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="a"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Is it more appropriate to      express yourself when you select your wardrobe or conform to the      acceptable dress of the interviewee? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="a"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Express Yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Conform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Please explain your response      to question #9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="14" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;On a scale of 1-7 (with 1      being the most impact and 7 being the least impact) how much of an impact does      wardrobe have on the hiring decision of a job candidate? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;­­­­­­­­­­______________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;15.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;­You are asked by the president of your company to sit in on an interview for a vice presidency candidate. What do you perceive the candidate’s age to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Less than 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;b.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;21-30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;31-40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;d.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;41-50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;e.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;51-60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;f.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;60+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="16" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;You and a coworker are      interviewing a job candidate for an entry-level position.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What do you perceive the candidate’s age      to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Less than 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;b.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;21-30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;31-40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;d.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;41-50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;e.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;51-60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;f.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;60+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="17" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;A relaxed dress code is acceptable      for an interview on a day that the outside temperature is over 100 degrees      Fahrenheit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="a"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Disagree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Rank 1-8 (with 1 being the      most important and 8 being the least important) the following industries      in order of importance of dress code during a job interview:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="a"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Finance___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Technology___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Human Resources___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Government___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sales___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Automotive___ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Hospitality___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Trade ___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Rank 1-4 (with 1 being the      most appropriate and 4 being the least appropriate) the appropriateness of      the following facial hair styles for men during a job interview:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="a"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Well-kept full beard___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Clean Shaven___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Unshaven___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Well-kept goatee or other       facial hair design___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;20.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;You are considering a job, please rank the following in order of importance (1 being most important and 5 being least important):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Location_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;b.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Dress Code_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Pay_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;d.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Benefits_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;e.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Love of Job_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;21.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What accessory has the biggest impact on a job interview if you are a male?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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 &lt;/span&gt;You work in HR at a local      corporation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You will be      interviewing an older, experienced worker later in the week.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A coworker knows the older person and      informs you that their family has fallen on “tough times”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When they come in for the interview, you      take inventory of their attire: tattered shoes; holey socks; neatly      pressed pants (although there is a small tear in them); neatly pressed      dress shirt; tie.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The interview      goes well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Would you hire this      person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="a"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Please explain your answer      in question #20:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; 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 &lt;/span&gt;When the graduate comes in for the      interview, you take inventory of their attire: tattered shoes; holey      socks; neatly pressed pants (although there is a small tear in them); neatly      pressed dress shirt; tie.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The      interview goes well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Would you hire      this graduate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="a"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Please explain your answer      in question #24:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; 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and Kenzie and I don't even have TV!  I lot of people of said, "why should we care" concerning this ceremony of pomp and circumstance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I listened to my favorite sports talk guy, &lt;a href="http://www.jimrome.com/"&gt;Jim Rome&lt;/a&gt;, and rolled out of my desk as he was cracking jokes about tomorrow's nuptials. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for real, it's a huge deal.  This guy and girl will one day be the King and Queen of a nation.  That's a lot of power. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a Christian, lift them up in prayer.  The Proverbs talk a ton about leadership and how much those in power need to be accountable and lifted in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-1408185917351022218?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/1408185917351022218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=1408185917351022218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1408185917351022218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1408185917351022218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2011/04/snippet-about-royal-wedding.html' title='Snippet about the Royal Wedding.'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-7468848526651688983</id><published>2011-04-21T17:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T17:46:49.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grad School, continued.</title><content type='html'>I'm pumped that the Lord saw fit for me to be in graduate school right now.  I cannot wait for June of 2012 when I will be the owner of a &lt;a href="http://www.ngu.edu"&gt;Master's of Business Administration&lt;/a&gt;.  But, in the meantime, it has been a pretty big adjustment being back in school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hours I used to train for triathlons are now devoted to discussion boards, homework assignments, and projects.  It has been imperative that I put limits on the amount of time I spend on Blackboard; it's easy to get caught up in it.  Most importantly, I'm happy to have my wife's support; I couldn't do it without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reminded of one of my favorite books in the Bible, Ecclesiastes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Ecclesiastes 3:1 says, "For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-7468848526651688983?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/7468848526651688983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=7468848526651688983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/7468848526651688983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/7468848526651688983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2011/04/grad-school-continued.html' title='Grad School, continued.'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-1238389552435867705</id><published>2011-03-30T00:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T00:45:08.601-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I never thought I'd be on a boat..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fbhQ_rWsMQk/TZK1Jaw8YFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/J-jExHUSsVk/s1600/Disney-2011%2B288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fbhQ_rWsMQk/TZK1Jaw8YFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/J-jExHUSsVk/s320/Disney-2011%2B288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589729260928262226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Poseidon look at me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-1238389552435867705?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/1238389552435867705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=1238389552435867705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1238389552435867705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1238389552435867705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-never-thought-id-be-on-boat_30.html' title='&quot;I never thought I&apos;d be on a boat...&quot;'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fbhQ_rWsMQk/TZK1Jaw8YFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/J-jExHUSsVk/s72-c/Disney-2011%2B288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-7818048301188751589</id><published>2011-03-13T09:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T10:25:35.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Complement</title><content type='html'>Complement: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something that completes or makes perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this word.  One of me and Kenzie's favorite restaurants (&lt;a href="http://www.harryandjeans.com/"&gt;Harry and Jean's&lt;/a&gt;) uses it when they talk about their side items to entrees. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;When mash potatoes "complement" your chicken, it makes the dinner sound much more official! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;We are doing a Bible study together by John Piper on complementarianism.  It's called: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/resource-library/online-books/whats-the-difference"&gt;What's the Difference? Manhood and Womanhood According to the Bible.&lt;/a&gt;  It talks about the differences in men and in woman.  What it means to be a man rather than a woman.  It talks on the Biblical reasons and innate responsibility that God created us with as a Man and a Woman.  I feel this study and these facts are so needed in today's society where there has become no distinction between manhood and womanhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenzie is my complement.  There are distinct differences in what roles we are supposed to have in our marriage, but that makes it perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of the Anchorman quote when Ron Burgundy says, "You be a woman, and I'll be a man..." when trying to seduce Veronica Corningstone.  So many times in our society men act like women and women act like men.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-7818048301188751589?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/7818048301188751589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=7818048301188751589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/7818048301188751589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/7818048301188751589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2011/03/complement.html' title='Complement'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-4016194615751320567</id><published>2011-03-13T09:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T14:36:39.249-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduate School</title><content type='html'>One of my &lt;a href="http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-to-do-list.html"&gt;life goals&lt;/a&gt; has been to obtain a doctorate degree in something.  I used to want to be a medical doctor but after 5 weeks of organic chemistry in undergrad, I knew that kind of doctorate wasn't for me.  I have still always wanted to go back to school and got that chance in January.  I enrolled in the Online MBA program at &lt;a href="http://www.ngu.edu"&gt;North Greenville University&lt;/a&gt;.  So, here we go!  Next June I will (hopefully) be the proud recipient of an Master's of Business Administration!  One term is down, only five more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transcript:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Winter '11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economics for Managers: A&lt;br /&gt;Quantitative Methods: B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spring '11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Research Methods  -&lt;br /&gt;Financial Management -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-4016194615751320567?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/4016194615751320567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=4016194615751320567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/4016194615751320567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/4016194615751320567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2011/03/graduate-school.html' title='Graduate School'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-7172632282732916011</id><published>2011-02-25T08:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T08:35:15.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Myrtle Beach Half-Merry</title><content type='html'>Kenzie, TJ, Kimmi and I headed down to Myrtle Beach last weekend for the Bi-Lo Marathon and Half-Marathon activities.  It was all good times and we had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick write-up on the race:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran the half and my goal was 1:50, which would have been a PR for me.  The game plan was to run the first 5 miles @ 8:45 pace, the second 5 @ 8:15 pace, and then hammer the last 5k home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a perfect day and a very, very flat course, so I thought that despite my shady training, I could do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Mile 5, I was about 30 seconds faster than my goal.  At Mile 10, I was about 45 seconds slower than my goal.  At about mile 9 I knew I didn't have it in me to break into the 1:40s, so I ran heard, but coasted to the finish with a time of 1:54:34.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race was fun and seeing Kenzie at the finish was the best part.  We stayed in a condo on the beach and had a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IvRuIb7pYLc/TWevp70zV9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/XV3cOjEFSxE/s1600/Myrtle%2BBeach-February%2B2011%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IvRuIb7pYLc/TWevp70zV9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/XV3cOjEFSxE/s320/Myrtle%2BBeach-February%2B2011%2B002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577619798490306514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A0lORanzmKs/TWewBM8Je_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/xJOcJTzLUjg/s1600/Myrtle%2BBeach-February%2B2011%2B044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A0lORanzmKs/TWewBM8Je_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/xJOcJTzLUjg/s320/Myrtle%2BBeach-February%2B2011%2B044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577620198221511666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-7172632282732916011?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/7172632282732916011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=7172632282732916011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/7172632282732916011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/7172632282732916011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2011/02/myrtle-beach-half-merry.html' title='Myrtle Beach Half-Merry'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IvRuIb7pYLc/TWevp70zV9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/XV3cOjEFSxE/s72-c/Myrtle%2BBeach-February%2B2011%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-2082030964506428344</id><published>2011-02-21T17:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T17:26:05.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is why our water bill is so low!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xJQgWOWiExw/TWLiqeDbC8I/AAAAAAAAAKM/rGk4VvdXaA8/s1600/Pee%2BPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xJQgWOWiExw/TWLiqeDbC8I/AAAAAAAAAKM/rGk4VvdXaA8/s320/Pee%2BPicture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576268507887897538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-2082030964506428344?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/2082030964506428344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=2082030964506428344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/2082030964506428344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/2082030964506428344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-is-why-our-water-bill-is-so-low.html' title='This is why our water bill is so low!'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xJQgWOWiExw/TWLiqeDbC8I/AAAAAAAAAKM/rGk4VvdXaA8/s72-c/Pee%2BPicture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-7704056479166475613</id><published>2011-01-29T16:39:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T07:31:50.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm bringing blogger back...them other blogs don't know how to act...</title><content type='html'>Here's the blog; it's back; I hope it lasts and I hope that you are able to see Jesus Christ through my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;2years in review update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my last entry, February 2008, my life has changed A LOT.  The Lord has really blessed me.  I've been able to cross a few things off of the &lt;a href="http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-to-do-list.html"&gt;"Life to Do List"&lt;/a&gt;, here are some:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Add Image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Image" class="gl_photo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Add Image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Image" class="gl_photo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenzie Pitts(Kyle) and I ran off and got married!!! (see list: marrying the girl of my dreams):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TUSNbCZNR5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/TrGK0S8pOWg/s1600/Signing%2Bthe%2BMarriage%2BLicense.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TUSNbCZNR5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/TrGK0S8pOWg/s320/Signing%2Bthe%2BMarriage%2BLicense.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567730534975358866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed jobs and now work in admissions at my&lt;a href="http://www.ngu.edu/"&gt; alma mater&lt;/a&gt; and have also started my MBA at said university(see list: get(eventually) a doctorate):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TUSNwc0_lFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/C2STOdMN8PU/s1600/North%2BGreenville.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 82px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TUSNwc0_lFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/C2STOdMN8PU/s320/North%2BGreenville.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567730902848476242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got another tattoo(see list: get at least 2 more tats):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TUSOZ-6SBWI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mDKtMWMwMz0/s1600/Cross%2BTattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 139px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TUSOZ-6SBWI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mDKtMWMwMz0/s320/Cross%2BTattoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567731616372098402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the &lt;a href="http://www.beach2battleship.com/"&gt;Beach 2 Battleship Iron-Distance Triathlon&lt;/a&gt;(see list: Kona Ironman):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TUSO7KrcneI/AAAAAAAAAKA/3BCFAL1HGu4/s1600/B2B-In%2Bpain%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bfinish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TUSO7KrcneI/AAAAAAAAAKA/3BCFAL1HGu4/s320/B2B-In%2Bpain%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bfinish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567732186466786786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also surfed, bought a house(didn't build one!), won a race (in my age group), and started running instead of jogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been an eventful 2 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JUSTIN%7E1.PIT/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JUSTIN%7E1.PIT/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-7704056479166475613?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/7704056479166475613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=7704056479166475613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/7704056479166475613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/7704056479166475613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-bringing-blogger-backthem-other.html' title='I&apos;m bringing blogger back...them other blogs don&apos;t know how to act...'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TUSNbCZNR5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/TrGK0S8pOWg/s72-c/Signing%2Bthe%2BMarriage%2BLicense.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-9064304264944645783</id><published>2009-02-20T11:33:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:38:13.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Solid Birthday Week!</title><content type='html'>If you family is anything like mine you do not have a Birthday...but a Birth-Week!  It only comes once a year, and only about 70 times at that-so why not extend it a couple of more days!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 24th Birth-Week has been nothing short of amazing.  Mainly, because of the people who celebrated it with me.  I wouldn't trade my friends for anything in the world.  &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=matt%206:19-21&amp;amp;version=31"&gt;I am glad life is not about stuff and things, but about relationships!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Birth-Week started Friday the 13th with a weekend off of work. Those are few and far between, so when they come I try to make the most out of them.  But this weekend off was a little different.  Six friends and I were headed down to Myrtle Beach for the &lt;a href="http://www.rmssports.com/results/09mb.txt"&gt;Bi-Lo Marathon&lt;/a&gt;!  My goal was to "not stop" the entire race-and I did it!  So pumped; 26.2 mile sticker now shines proudly on the back of The Shark! (my car)  The weekend was great.  So many laughs, hurt bodies, sleep, and food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a short day of work on Monday.  I was in a ton of pain from the race, but totally worth it!  I got off and headed straight to the 2nd best eatery in downtown Greenville-&lt;a href="http://www.barleystaproom.com/greenville/"&gt;Barleys&lt;/a&gt;.  I met the roomies for a couple of slices of the world's best pizza.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SaN2FtVaRnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/IqOL4p3e3LQ/s1600-h/24th+birthday+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SaN2FtVaRnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/IqOL4p3e3LQ/s320/24th+birthday+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306214626413397618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From there I headed over to meet the Monday night crew for The City and a little birthday celebration.  As soon as I walked in the door I was greeted with one of the best presents I had ever received-2 cases of Jamaica's finest soda-TING!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SaN1RXihFpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/f7MBuAcUIrs/s1600-h/24th+birthday+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SaN1RXihFpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/f7MBuAcUIrs/s320/24th+birthday+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306213727209592466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That is right, 48 bottles of TING.  Sheila and Cody, you know me so well!(You have to try it, if you have never had it...I'm running out fast, though!)  Shortly there after, Meghan came over with another top present of all time-the best brownies you will ever eat along with a Lance Armstrong Calendar.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SaN14Oz9psI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TzaGhQBbRbA/s1600-h/24th+birthday+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SaN14Oz9psI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TzaGhQBbRbA/s320/24th+birthday+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306214394881746626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It even has my name on it!  It can't get any better than that.  To top it off, I fell asleep on Sheila's couch (unbelievable right?) while getting a foot massage.  A solid ending to a solid day of birth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was off on Tuesday and got the chance to sleep in; I was still trying to recover, but starting to feel pretty good again.  About mid-day &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/matt_geib"&gt;Mr Matt Geib&lt;/a&gt; and I headed out on the open road for a little cycling.  Had to get the legs moving again; and it was just what the doctor ordered.  Great company, a couple of climbs, great weather, and a few amazing views made for a great Tuesday ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to Thursday night; the long-awaited Birthday dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.restaurant.com/microsite.asp?rid=316358&amp;amp;rpid=3406"&gt;Island Blend Jerk BBQ&lt;/a&gt; downtown Greenville.  This place is one of my reasons for living!  I got the medium-sized jerk pork plate with a side of Coco bread...amazing!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SaN2UleZJmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/sZrMieSoChc/s1600-h/24th+birthday+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SaN2UleZJmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/sZrMieSoChc/s320/24th+birthday+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306214882001626722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A good crowd of solid friends made the night even more awesome and memorable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to mention a couple of more gifts that I received; these were amazing.  Joe and Ashley hooked me up with elastic laces so that during a triathlon I don't have to tie them, but simply pull them tight.  A Whole Foods gift card (Thanks Ready's!)-I love that place.  And a tube of&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SaN3dBHZq9I/AAAAAAAAAIM/fWlEIXQWDA4/s1600-h/24th+birthday+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SaN3dBHZq9I/AAAAAAAAAIM/fWlEIXQWDA4/s320/24th+birthday+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306216126371965906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.dz-nuts.com/catalog/"&gt;DZ Nuts chamois cream&lt;/a&gt; for those aching long rides!  Shawn and Joe know me too well!  A couple of great gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's all over but the crying now; can't wait to do it again next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-9064304264944645783?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/9064304264944645783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=9064304264944645783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/9064304264944645783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/9064304264944645783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2009/02/solid-birthday-week.html' title='A Solid Birthday Week!'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SaN2FtVaRnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/IqOL4p3e3LQ/s72-c/24th+birthday+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-4036930837177174253</id><published>2009-02-17T21:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:06:53.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I loved the Bi-Lo Myrtle Beach Marathon!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SZt61MOJbII/AAAAAAAAAHk/Faqhptsl93g/s1600-h/0214091345a.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/_myDvCOFYupY/SZt61MOJbII/AAAAAAAAAHk/Faqhptsl93g/s320/0214091345a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303968040391109762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably one of the most awesome weekends I've ever been a part of.  The weekend involved good times, good friends, and a 26.2 mile run.  I gotta say, all three things were great.  Matt, Angela, Joe, Ashley, Bo, Joanna, and myself all headed down to the Beach on Friday night.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had been carb-loading since Wednesday.  I was grinding down for the high mileage and brutal stress I was going to put the bod through on Saturday morning.  I don't think anyone got much sleep on Friday night.  Your heart is beating, you imagine the course, how you will finish, how your body will feel-it is intense!  You are thinking about all of these things while you are earnestly praying to God!  On the way to the race I said, "I'm pretty sure God is looking down laughing at us right now, saying, 'Hey Gabriel, come here!  Look what these idiots are about to do!'"  All while eating pop-corn and M&amp;amp;Ms.  I laughed at my own joke.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to the start line and basically at that point it is all over but the crying.  I can't lie; it's a little depressing at times when you are at mile 10 or 15 or 20 and know you still have HOURS to run!  But at the same time, I wouldn't trade the experience, the emotions, or any of that for anything in the world.  It's almost like a game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my arm, I wrote a famous Lance Armstrong quote to help get me through the run. "Pain is temporary...quitting lasts forever."  My goal was to run the entire race, not to stop for anything except maybe water or to take a natural.  And I am proud to say I reached my goal, and didn't stop one time!!  My time was a little slower than I would've liked, but that is okay.  As mentioned, how do you trade the experience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the reasons my friends and I love marathons is because of the stories that you come away with when you are done.  Stories about yourself, sure...but stories you learn or see from other people.  You meet and see all kinds of awesome people!  During this Marathon one man had an American flag strapped to his back and had run over 50 marathons.  I had a convo with a lady who had like 7 kids and was running the half-marathon.  At about mile 20 I met a girl who graduated from Clemson University.  We kept passing each other, back and forth.  She called me "Hibbett" and I called her "Clemson".  Great encouragement for that last little leg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing I loved about the Myrtle Beach Marathon was the sincerity of the fans.  Now, there wasn't as many fans as I thought there were going to be but those that were out there were great.  There was a guy on a bike who I passed 3 or 4 times who kept encouraging me a long the way.  There was a lady in a Wheel-chair who was yelling her head off with encouraging words-THAT'LL GET YOU FIRED UP!  There was a Red-head who had a Northern Accent yelling with more passion than I had seen in a long time: "You Go, YOUR ALMOST THERE, YOU'RE DOING GREAT"  Ahhhh, these words are so needed along the way!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the marathon:  The emotion, the tears, the focus you must have, the determination to not quit, pushing your body to the limit and then just a little further, losing your mind, knowing that you cannot do it on your own, peeing in your pants so you don't have to stop (okay, I did not do this, but some people along the way did!).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have to experience a marathon.  Anyone can do it, proper training, focus, and the Lord will get you there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the weekend was amazing as well.  Hilarity insued after the race because all were walking a little funny!  Joe and Ashley got engaged DURING the marathon.  The symbolism to what there life will be was unbelievable-well done, Joe.  Our post-race meal at Lee's Inland Kitchen was great, and the drive back and lunch at Matt's house was amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great weekend and I cannot wait to do it again!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-4036930837177174253?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/4036930837177174253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=4036930837177174253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/4036930837177174253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/4036930837177174253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-loved-bi-lo-myrtle-beach-marathon.html' title='I loved the Bi-Lo Myrtle Beach Marathon!!!!'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SZt61MOJbII/AAAAAAAAAHk/Faqhptsl93g/s72-c/0214091345a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-6676301831319968580</id><published>2009-02-17T19:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:16:56.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tour of California!</title><content type='html'>It's cycling season once again; and I, along with my great cycling friends are pumped.  I can't lie, it is great to be able to exchange the "did you sees..." with fellow cycling lovers.  &lt;a href="http://www.amgentourofcalifornia.com/docroot/splash-new.html"&gt;The Tour of California&lt;/a&gt; is about a week long and has been really wet and rainy so far.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess what...&lt;a href="http://www.livestrong.org"&gt;Lance&lt;/a&gt; is Back!  He's back and is currently in the top 5 overall standing (General Classification) for the ToC.  &lt;a href="http://www.livestrong.org"&gt;Livestrong&lt;/a&gt;, Sir!  I've actually been following him on Twitter-pretty funny life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, tune in to your local "&lt;a href="http://www.versus.com/cyclysm"&gt;Versus&lt;/a&gt;" station and watch the ToC.  It's good, clean fun for the whole family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW; the weather in Greenville is great right now.  Went on a ride today with good buddy Matt Geib-amazing, taxing, and awesome all-in-one 31.7 mile ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-6676301831319968580?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/6676301831319968580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=6676301831319968580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/6676301831319968580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/6676301831319968580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2009/02/tour-of-california.html' title='Tour of California!'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-947070095452198557</id><published>2009-02-12T23:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:40:58.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Runner's World</title><content type='html'>You have to be a little crazy in the head to be classified as a 'runner'.  Now, anyone can do it; doesn't matter if you run a 3 hour marathon or are just training for your first 5-k...  It is a way of life, a way of mind, and a great way to stay healthy.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are new to the running community you may have heard a few words or phrases that have baffled you.  Or perhaps you have been looked at funny when you say things in reference to running 'the wrong way.'&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a little Running 101 for ya; things you may here when you are strapped up and on the open road:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Fuel: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; ie.  "How is your fueling"; This is one of my favorites because I don't hear a lot of people saying it.  But basically it refers to what you had to eat to keep you energized before your run.  It is cool to find out what gives different people energy on their runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The difference between a Half and Full Marathon:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A half-marathon is 13.1 miles; a full marathon is 26.2 miles.  It is a sin to confuse the two.  If you tell a true runner that you are running a marathon, make sure you are signed up for the entire 26.2 miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Exact Distances are Good:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ie.  " I ran 7.9 today."  Runners never round.  We try to be as honest as possible with the amount of mileage we put in.  In the case cited above, rounding up would be lying.  Runners are full of character!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"How's the body"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Runner's are very concerned with other runner's bodies.  I know that sounded weird!  We want to know how you're feeling, what's hurting, how that pain in your shin is doing this time out.  Runner's care about the well-being of their running buddies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Hydration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ie.  "Did you hydrate today." Ahhh, in reference to the all-powerful life-giving WATER and/or sports drink.  Make sure you get enough before you go out on that spring run!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's just a few tips for you; the weather is turning, it's getting nice!  Get outside and go for a run!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-947070095452198557?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/947070095452198557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=947070095452198557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/947070095452198557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/947070095452198557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-runners-world.html' title='It&apos;s a Runner&apos;s World'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-3122319023756943377</id><published>2009-01-31T00:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T01:10:03.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Dump!</title><content type='html'>I had a lot of thoughts and things going on in the 'ole brain today-here's the dump:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Starting the day in &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com"&gt;The Word&lt;/a&gt; always makes the day a little smoother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;a href="http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-is-your-passion.html"&gt;Passion=Life.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I am thankful for my &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.hibbett.com"&gt;job&lt;/a&gt; and co-workers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I am thankful for co-workers who are also friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I am thankful for friends staying downtown G-Vegas late-night to wait on me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I will not give any money to the animal shelter man who sits outside of Dollar Tree while a &lt;a href="http://www.itsnotokaywithme.com/"&gt;kid dies of hunger every three seconds in Africa&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I will always enjoy &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendID=7995193"&gt;Jacob Johnson&lt;/a&gt; concerts; and the quote of the night was...."We got our lives planned out for tomorrow, but we don't know what we're doing today."  JJ-beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I am falling in love...with swimming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I cannot wait to be an Ironman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-3122319023756943377?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/3122319023756943377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=3122319023756943377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/3122319023756943377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/3122319023756943377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2009/01/brain-dump.html' title='Brain Dump!'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-3378636410577288752</id><published>2009-01-27T00:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:28:48.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have stopped praying before eating...</title><content type='html'>That's right.  I have stopped saying my "before meal" prayers.  Something that has been a staple for me for the past, well, forever.  It has been tough not bowing my head before I devour a meal-and, essentially, that is why I stopped doing it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a good convo with good friends about a month and a half ago about this very subject.  We all agreed that our "before meal" prayers weren't really prayers at all.  I know that for as long as I can remember, I have basically been a Pharisee about praying and not even realized it.  I would pray before a meal as a possible "witnessing tool".  I thought, "maybe some one will see me praying and get saved," (something along those lines.)  Definitely not the right reason to be praying.  I also began to think about what I prayed before a meal.  I soon realized it was basically the same old blahness every time.  To the God who created me, has sustained me, blessed me beyond belief- "Thank you for this food, Amen." doesn't seem to cut it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My "before meal" prayers were not genuine and I did not pray for the right reason.  So I stopped.  And guess what.  I feel more grateful now for food and the little things I take for granted than ever.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example, I did my bi-monthly grocery shopping the other day and was waiting in the Deli line waiting for some fresh cut cheese-I was leaning over my grocery cart and saw the $75 worth (budgeted!) of groceries and was overwhelmed.  I immediately thanked the Lord for the bounty.  I have never not known when the next meal was going to come.  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/End-Poverty-Sachs/dp/1433233568"&gt;(4/5 of the World's population worries about that everyday.)&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I am not advocating not praying.  This is something that I need to do out of respect and to honor my Mighty God better.  When you pray-do not be flippant; don't be passive; pray like you've never prayed before everytime you go to the Lord; &lt;a href="http://resources.northpoint.org/store/shop.do?pID=1205"&gt;pray BIG&lt;/a&gt;; and Honor God in your prayers and all that you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-3378636410577288752?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/3378636410577288752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=3378636410577288752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/3378636410577288752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/3378636410577288752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-stopped-praying-before-eating.html' title='I have stopped praying before eating...'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-4985073175807220905</id><published>2009-01-21T00:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:14:36.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Reasons why running on the Treadmill Stinks!</title><content type='html'>1.  You can't spit.&lt;br /&gt;2.  You can't blow snot rockets ( I do this all the time when I run)&lt;br /&gt;3.  Basically, you do not move.&lt;br /&gt;4.  You always get drops of sweat flying on you from the guy/gal on the treadmill beside you.&lt;br /&gt;5.  You feel like everyone is watching you&lt;br /&gt;6.  The guy beside you always tries to race you!&lt;br /&gt;7.  It is so hard to focus.&lt;br /&gt;8.  When the TVs in the gym are showing the Echannel, it's hard to stay motivated.&lt;br /&gt;9.  Miss out on the scenery.&lt;br /&gt;10.It's boring!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-4985073175807220905?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/4985073175807220905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=4985073175807220905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/4985073175807220905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/4985073175807220905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2009/01/10-reasons-why-running-on-treadmill.html' title='10 Reasons why running on the Treadmill Stinks!'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-1095452766006703077</id><published>2009-01-16T17:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:34:50.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Compliments and Encouragment</title><content type='html'>Build others up!  To often through everyday life and the media we hear people being "bashed."I have heard that for ever negative thing someone says to you, it takes 10 positive things to overcome it.  Why waste time hurting others when we could say nothing at all, or...do the complete opposite and give somebody a compliment.  Everybody loves 'em!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today on my long run I was hurting pretty bad.  A guy on a bike passed me and shouted, "Nice Jacket!!"  (I was wearing my &lt;a href="http://www.prefontainerun.com/"&gt;Steve Prefontaine&lt;/a&gt; hoody.)  This random stranger gave me a compliment, I was stoked!  I turned the corner, saw the finish, and sprinted the rest of the run!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little acts of kindness like that go a long way, their easy, and it doesn't take much effort.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You never know whose life you may be impacting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Build a brother (or sister) up!  &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20thes%205:11&amp;amp;version=31"&gt;1 Thess 5:11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thanks to the man on the Alpharetta Greenway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SXEK-4NqnWI/AAAAAAAAAHM/R3T0QQZk8nk/s320/Greenway+Picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292023112494914914" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so it was sub-freezing temps on the run, but not snowing.  This is an internet pic of the Greenway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-1095452766006703077?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/1095452766006703077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=1095452766006703077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1095452766006703077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1095452766006703077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2009/01/compliments-and-encouragment.html' title='Compliments and Encouragment'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SXEK-4NqnWI/AAAAAAAAAHM/R3T0QQZk8nk/s72-c/Greenway+Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-9188645080968084824</id><published>2009-01-16T17:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:19:44.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bi-Lo Marathon!</title><content type='html'>It's getting closer...in fact, it's sneaking up on me!  The &lt;a href="http://www.mbmarathon.com/site3.aspx"&gt;Bi-Lo Marathon&lt;/a&gt; in Myrtle Beach, SC is only one month away.  I'm not going to lie, I am a little anxious.  My training was going great until about mid-November or so.  In fact, then I ran a great 14 mile run downtown Greenville at 8:48 min/mile.  I got done with that training run and raised my hands to God (long-distance running is so spiritual to me!)  Later that week, according to &lt;a href="http://www.paularadcliffe.com/"&gt;Paula Radcliffe&lt;/a&gt; on my iPod, I ran my fastest mile time.  The next day-I couldn't feel my foot.  Self-diagnosed &lt;a href="http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/plantar-fasciitis/DS00508"&gt;Plantar Fasciitus&lt;/a&gt;.  There were some mornings that I couldn't even walk.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took about a month off and am now trying to get back in Marathon shape.  Last week was an 8.5 mile long run, today was a 12 miler.  16 and 20 over the following weeks and a taper down the two weeks before the race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me luck, it's going to be great running with friends on a flat course.  I'm super stoked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I think I deserve an ice-cream sandwich!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-9188645080968084824?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/9188645080968084824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=9188645080968084824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/9188645080968084824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/9188645080968084824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2009/01/bi-lo-marathon.html' title='Bi-Lo Marathon!'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-8954192280251451368</id><published>2008-12-15T23:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:01:01.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>African Memories</title><content type='html'>I got a flat tire today at work.  This was such a blessing!  No, really, I drove from Augusta to Greenville last night and then on to Clemson for work this morning and the tire was not flat until I parked for work.  Glory to the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, a sweet sweet memory of Africa came after the flat.  You see, one activity that African children participate in is "Roll the tire".  Party because it's fun, and party because they don't have anything else to play with.  They will take on old bike tire and a stick and hit/roll the tire and run along beside it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got the flat today, I removed my tire and "ran along beside it" as I took it to the Wal-Mart tire and lube center!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I rolled across the vast parking lot of Wally World, I also smelt the sweet smell of Africa today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-8954192280251451368?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/8954192280251451368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=8954192280251451368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/8954192280251451368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/8954192280251451368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/12/african-memories.html' title='African Memories'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-1801649344775022109</id><published>2008-11-20T17:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:16:07.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your passion?</title><content type='html'>Passion=Life.  To have no passions means to have no life, I believe.  Passion is what gets you out of bed in the morning.  Passion makes days worth living and nights worth sleeping.  We should do crazy things for passion; we may even risk it all for passion.  Have you ever done something and not known what the outcome was going to be?  That's passionate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there are healthy and not-so-healthy passions.  I heard a lady say just the other day, "I guess my hobby is shoes..."  Essentially she was saying she was passionate about shoes.  This lady obviously had some mixed up passions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make your Passions worth living for and talking about.  I think some of the best Passions include: Christ and Relationships.  Make those things strong and healthy.  Live for them.  Live for Christ and other people and see your world and your perspective Change!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-1801649344775022109?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/1801649344775022109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=1801649344775022109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1801649344775022109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1801649344775022109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-is-your-passion.html' title='What is your passion?'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-2799095100584576544</id><published>2008-11-20T15:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:52:45.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Barack Obama and America...</title><content type='html'>So I know that I am a couple of weeks late, but wanted all of the dust to settle before I put my thoughts down on the most recent election and president-elect Senator Barack Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all.  The following is how I felt and thought after the election; if you like it you can take it and if not, that's okay too.  Like my Mom always said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Opinions are like Butt-holes, everybody's got one, and crap comes out of 'em."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to preface...I must admit...I did not vote for our President-Elect Obama.  I'm a conservative Republican; more than anything I would say I voted based on the candidate and Party who chooses a Pro-Life stance.  Therefore, as you already now know...I voted for Senator McCain. (and lost a $5-dollar foot-long from Subway on it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, like many, were caught up in the political hoopla over the last few months.  I had small debates with friends about who would be the better president, who wouldn't die in office, and who would lead America to a great future.  What I failed to realize, however, until after the election, is how RACIST, America really is.  And, had great confirmation at how crazy Americans really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have seen the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0375679/"&gt;Crash&lt;/a&gt;.  (It is in my all-time top 25 list-See It!)  And from this movie I garnered that everyone, no matter race, color, or creed has a little bit of racism in them.  It could be suttle, it may not even be understood or comprehended, but I believe we all have it to an extent.  (Seriously, it's not for the weak-hearted, but see Crash!)  But the racism I saw on November the 5th runs deep and saddens me for the future of this supposedly "great country" that I live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, I worked all day on the 5th, and talked to many people about the previous night's election results.  It was mainly regular lower to middle class white and black people and what I heard was appalling on both ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a white man say, "I'm an American, but that man is not my President."  He was stating this because of the color of Obama's skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!!!  Who do you think you are white man.  Respect your Leader.  This man is a human being just like you.  This man has worked hard to make the best life for his family.   And you know what makes America great sir!; if you don't like it, Leave.  If you are so short-sighted that the color of a man's skin determines his worth, maybe it's you that does not belong in America:  land of opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also heard a black man say "we did it".   Which makes me believe he voted for the President-Elect because of his skin color and maybe no other reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!!!!!  Do you know his policies and what he stands for?  Do you realize that a man's skin color does not determine his worth?  Ask yourself what you could be doing for your country and not voting just to make a statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also heard a woman say, as she laid her new pair of tennis shoes on the counter to purchase..."I can't wait to get that Barack-money, that Barack-money is going to spend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!!!  Ma'am, if you are waiting on a hand out from hard-working people, what are you teaching your children?  What are you doing to better your life?  Why are you stealing from others.  Had this lady said this at a grocery store while she was buying her children food, that is one thing; but while she was buying high priced tennis shoes that she didn't need, ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it, that in a country where we thought racism was all but over, some white people will not respect a multi-racial president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it, that in a country where we thought racism was all but over, some black people only voted for a man who was multi-racial and for no other reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**White People, please note:  Obama is not a black man, he is multi-racial.&lt;br /&gt;**Black People, please note:  Obama is not a black man, he is multi-racial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is multi-racial, Dad being born in Kenya.  Mom being born in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We seemed to have missed that fact throughout the election.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I'm stoked to have a minority in office.  I think it says a lot for America.  I mean, I have half his nationality tattooed on my back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the other group of people that are getting on my nerves right now as well:  Christians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't the Bible say that &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%2048:14;&amp;amp;version=51;"&gt;God is Sovereign&lt;/a&gt;? (Psalm 48:14)&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it say to &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20Peter%202:13;&amp;amp;version=51;"&gt;respect the government&lt;/a&gt;?  (1 Peter 2:13)&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it say to &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20timothy%202:1-2;&amp;amp;version=51;"&gt;Pray for our Leaders&lt;/a&gt;? (1 Timothy 2:1-2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time when Christians need to rally around our Leader and PRAY for him, not damn him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is there hope for America.  I don't know.  I have long said that this country is overrated.  And if you ask 95% of the world, they would probably agree.  Where have our values gone?  This great nation is under attack by so many things; why can't we concentrate on helping and sustaining people; why can't we concentrate on asking what we can do to help President-Elect Obama; why can't we be on our knees interceding on his behalf to a Sovereign God?  Why do we still discriminate and hate our brothers for no apparent reason.  No one is better than another.  We are all "dirty tampons" in the sight of all-mighty God. (That was a misused analogy I heard this Sunday at &lt;a href="http://www.newspring.cc/"&gt;NewSpring&lt;/a&gt;!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This country has an opportunity to be great again, I hope and pray that President-Elect Obama is the leader to take us there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-2799095100584576544?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/2799095100584576544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=2799095100584576544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/2799095100584576544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/2799095100584576544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/11/barack-obama-and-america.html' title='Barack Obama and America...'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-459296212656606231</id><published>2008-11-02T17:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:46:20.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend. Update. Justin</title><content type='html'>Wanted to fill everybody in on what is going on in the life of Justin here lately.   Here are a few bullet points to let you know I'm alive and well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still loving &lt;a href="http://www.newspring.cc/"&gt;New Spring Greenville&lt;/a&gt;.  It is challenging me, stretching me, and growing me!  You should try it too; services are at 9:15 and 11:15 on Sundays.  Or check out the link for the online stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting the finances under control for the first time, maybe ever, and so far, so good!  Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.josephsangl.com/"&gt;Joe Sangl&lt;/a&gt; for all the advice and tips-the Lord is really blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training for another Marathon!  I will be running the &lt;a href="http://www.mbmarathon.com/site3.aspx"&gt;Bi-Lo Marathon in Myrtle Beach, SC&lt;/a&gt; the weekend of February 14!  I'm pumped, and it is great being back in the running game again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing to cycle and &lt;a href="http://www.ymca.net/"&gt;swim&lt;/a&gt;.  Cycling is great, love the open road; swimming is coming along-it is one of the toughest things I have done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad that the &lt;a href="http://www.hawks.com/"&gt;Hawks&lt;/a&gt; are back in action, as of today 2-0; do I smell an Eastern Conference Championship??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greenville is better than ever; it always goes down smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hibbett is still under control, I can't lie, I enjoy work-I'm pretty sure that is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying time with friends, old and new;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with an amazing young woman who is beautiful, intelligent, and challenging.&lt;br /&gt;So, there's the little update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=phil%204:11&amp;amp;version=31"&gt;Philippians 4:11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-459296212656606231?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/459296212656606231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=459296212656606231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/459296212656606231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/459296212656606231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/11/weekend-update-justin.html' title='Weekend. Update. Justin'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-1752938491909759820</id><published>2008-10-26T00:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:37:00.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fame is what you make it.</title><content type='html'>I think it's most people's dream to be famous for something.  People want to be known, revered, looked up to, etc.  We see the Hollywood stars and dream of having that spotlight.  If you are shaking your head no, you are a liar!  We even throw ourselves "mini-fame" parties throughout the day...(I'm the world's worst).  They go something like..."Hey, I rode 40 miles today" or "Yeah, just saw the homeless guy and the Lord told me to give him a couple bucks."  I mean, who doesn't love to brag on themselves in hopes of getting more attention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I have tried many, many times to reach the "fame" platform.  I have gone to Los Angeles with the thought of not returning, I have applied for the Amazing Race, count 'em...3 times, auditioned for Leatherheads, among other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I have mini-succeeded at this so called "fame".  I have done the local TV news thing a few times (that's called a 'local celebrity'), have made the front page of the hometown newspaper, and have been awarded stuff that took me getting up in front of people to accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...is that really fame?  A better question may be...is that fame something I want to base my life around?  Now, don't get me wrong, I don't believe that wanting to be on TV or striving to be a reality star is bad.  Those opportunities would surely be incredible; but just last week I was playing golf with my Dad.  We hadn't seen each other in some time and were having a blast together.  Neither was playing particularly well, but that didn't matter.  We were laughing, catching up, and having countless father-son moments.  As he stood on the 9th Tee-box getting ready to hit I realized that to me, my Dad is the biggest celebrity I'd ever get to hang with.  Now, cameras don't follow him around, he doesn't live in Beverly Hills, and he is not world famous-but he has done a lot better than that.  He has raised and cared for his family, sacrificed to see me succeed, and has been there for me more times than I can remember.  That's  a hero, a celebrity, if you will, to me.  That is someone that I craze to haves attention, someone I look up to, someone I want to be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thank your parents for allowing you to live this long!  And next time you see Brad Pitt or George Clooney on the big screen, just remember that they didn't clean your throw-up out of your bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-1752938491909759820?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/1752938491909759820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=1752938491909759820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1752938491909759820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1752938491909759820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/10/fame-is-what-you-make-it.html' title='Fame is what you make it.'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-3459585933686964563</id><published>2008-10-12T01:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T10:09:37.847-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings, Babies, Growing Up, and epiphanies</title><content type='html'>What a day!  I had the privilege to see a couple of my good good friends get married!  Angela Austin married Mr. Matt Geib today in a beautiful ceremony.  It was an awesome production and I know that they will live a life of bliss, love, and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But amongst the open bar, great barbecue, good friends, and good times I had an epiphany.  Today, not only did my two friends tie the knot, but I realized that MANY of my friends are getting engaged; and some already having children.  It made me begin to think about my life.  I have never been one to want to get married any time soon.  (I am excited about the day when that comes; but I know it is not soon.)  But, I began to think, "Am I missing the proverbial boat?"  To which the short answer I have come up with is "NO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have chosen a different path-neither is better than the other, just different.  I can't wait to find the woman I will spend the rest of my life with.  I don't think I will know it is her upon first meeting as some say they do, but how crazy it is going to be when I know.  I have been in Love before, but I cannot imagine the love I will feel for this woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the epiphany-so I realized today, once again, that my life needs to be lived out with purpose and on purpose.  God has laid many desires on my heart, and has made me who I am to glorify Him.  I have to focus, and do what He will have me to do, before marraige.  That could be 3 months worth of stuff, or 10 years worth of stuff.  There is a time for everything-I am a firm believer of that! When the time comes, I am definitely excited about doing what God would have US (My wife and I) to do as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little mantra that I have been trying to live by (adapted from my High School Bible Teacher Chris McElmurray) is Bloom where you are planted and prepare for tomorrow.  Whatever tomorrow may bring.  If you are ready for tomorrow and ready for the unexpected, you can't lose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the time is right, whenever that is, I will be ready.  But, for now I am excited about living life to the fullest as a non-married guy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-3459585933686964563?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/3459585933686964563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=3459585933686964563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/3459585933686964563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/3459585933686964563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/10/weddings-babies-growing-up-and.html' title='Weddings, Babies, Growing Up, and epiphanies'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-515696469914925648</id><published>2008-10-05T01:33:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T18:31:42.808-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevin Blake Easler '86-'07</title><content type='html'>God is Enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9 states "My grace is all you need.  My power works best in weakness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SOhcIk7U4CI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hQ1tIZ5z080/s1600-h/pic0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SOhcIk7U4CI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hQ1tIZ5z080/s320/pic0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253550267748900898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, October 6th marks one year since my cousin Kevin lost his life in a tragic drunk driving accident.  It will be the last of the "firsts" for our family.  It is hard to believe it has already been a year; I still feels like I will be seeing him at the next family get together, or can call him on the phone to check up and see how he is doing.  But, for the remainder of my time on Earth, I won't get that chance, but am earnestly waiting for that day when we meet again in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have thought about Kevin so much over the past year.  I often catch myself looking towards the Heavens and wondering how awesome, how much joy, and how much passion he is experiencing now.  I have said it before, but know that Kevin is truly living for the first time-at the foot of the Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times my emotions have been triggered and I find myself weeping; but, there was so much happiness, joy, and kindness in his short life I also cannot help but to think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin was the best, and there will never be another like him.  The impact he had on so many was unbelievable...what a great man of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin lived his life in the "dash".  On a tombstone, the date of birth and death is always written.  In Kevin's case it reads 1986-2007.  I don't think the dates '86 or '07 have much meaning, but what does mean a lot is that "-".  That "-" represents the 21 years of his life.  In Kevin's life, or "-", he chose to follow Christ, love on people, and bring joy and love to all he came in contact with.  Kev had an &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=john%2010:10&amp;amp;version=31"&gt;abundant&lt;/a&gt; "-"!   What a great man of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this tragedy, there are so many things to learn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Don't Drink in Drive, don't be buzzed in drive, just don't drive.  You are a fool if you do.&lt;br /&gt;-Live everyday to the glory of God.&lt;br /&gt;-Everyday invest in others, establish relationships-that's what we are here for in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;-Love:  Love as Kevin did, unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to close this post with a paper my 15 year old sister, Kayla, recently wrote about Kev.  It is one, if not the greatest thing I have ever read and shows the kind of man Kev was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz, I love you.  I think about you all the time.  Thank you for living your life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 200%;" align="center"&gt;The Swaying Hammock&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I always knew that driving under the influence was bad, it can cause death, and destroy families; but I never knew that it would be my family. It was a normal day I went to school, did homework, watch TV, and even cleaned the house for my parents. I would have never guessed that later that night I would get the news that I received, my cousin Kevin died in a car accident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 200%;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Kevin was twenty-one years old he played football, loved horses, and lived life to its fullest. He was a well rounded person, every one loved him. He was close to everyone in our family in a different way. He and I had a tight relationship. For example, when he came over he would always spend the next couple of nights and not go home. I remember every year after Christmas he would always stay with us; it was kind of like a tradition between all of us. We use to go and swing on the hammock for hours and just talk. I could always tell him everything that was going on and he would listen. He always knew the right thing to say, he was trustworthy, and he cared about what I had to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 200%;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;In May of last year, our cousin Caitlin graduated from a high school in Atlanta. Kevin and I swung on the hammock most of that day we talked for a long time and he listened to everything I had to say. When we said our goodbyes that day, I would have never guessed that it would be my last one. I had told him goodbye many times before. For example, one time he was not ready to leave yet so he stayed with us. On the way home the next day my brother Justin, Kevin, and I squeezed into the back seat. Justin slept in my lap, I lay on his back, and Kevin lay in my lap; it was a long three hours home. If I would have known that it was my last chance to tell him how much he meant to me I would have. In fact if I would have known what was coming up I probably would have never let him go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 200%;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;In October on a Friday night around one A.M. Kevin was riding in a car with a drunk driver, the driver swerved off the road hit a telephone pole and it killed Kevin right there at the scene. My mom woke me up at around two and told me that Kevin was now in Heaven. At that moment I knew that our family would never be the same again. A lot of questions went through my head like why him, why our family. I remember it like it was yesterday going to his house that next day it was empty. The place that uses to be full of love and life was now empty. Our family that uses to be thrilled to see each other would have given anything not to be there that day. Our family was now broken, yet the only way through this storm was to cling to one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 200%;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Since the accident, my life has changed. I have gotten a whole new outlook on life. Our family has grown in new ways, as we have tried to continue our lives without him there. I feel like in my own life, it opened up my eyes to see that my mistakes do not just affect me they affect everyone around me. The driver of the car drove drunk and he took another life. He still walks around and lives his life, but because of his mistake my cousin is now gone. I have also learned that going against the law is not the coolest thing, those laws were put there for a reason and we need to follow them; that way nothing like this will happened. The last thing I have learned is that life is short and we have no idea when it will be our time to go. Now, it is like I want to live my life to the fullest because I do not know when it will be my last and final day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 200%;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Kevin lived his life large, he knew who he was. At times he might have not known this but he had a huge impact on my life. He is gone now but not a day goes by that I do not think about his warm smile, and his huge loving hugs. I will always miss him but I know that I will get to hug him again some day. He may be gone now but I still feel like he is teaching me. He taught me as I grew up and now as I am still growing I know that he is still guiding me. He wants me to succeed and live my life to the fullest just like he was trying to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I would have known what was going too happened on that October day I would have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done everything different; but the truth is we do not know what the future has in store for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing we can do as humans is to fully and truly live our lives every day, never knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it will be taken from us. I always knew that driving under the influence was bad, that it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can cause death; but what I did not know was that it can bring a family together. It has been a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hard year for my family and me, but one thing we have learned is that no matter what you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to continue to live you life. Every time I walk by a hammock and the wind is blowing it still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moves, so no matter how hard our lives may get we have to continue to sway just like the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hammock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-515696469914925648?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/515696469914925648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=515696469914925648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/515696469914925648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/515696469914925648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/10/kevin-blake-easler-86-07.html' title='Kevin Blake Easler &apos;86-&apos;07'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SOhcIk7U4CI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hQ1tIZ5z080/s72-c/pic0025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-7423464657697090937</id><published>2008-09-29T00:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T00:30:51.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coach Mike Gold</title><content type='html'>Every once in a while people come into your life that you know will have a lasting impact on you and how you choose to live.  I often hear people say, "so-and-so is like a father/mother to me...".  Well, I have incredible parents, and no one will be able to take there place; but I do have people in my life who have helped to make me who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these people was my High School Basketball Coach...Coach Gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have to set the scene for you.  Coach Gold is a legend.  He's originally from New York so he has this deep New Yorker accent that you don't know whether to be intimidated by or just mock! He's confident, but humble; serious, but funny; God-fearing, but willing to push the envelope; and, and incredible teacher, but able to get his hands dirty right there with you.  What a man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first came to &lt;a href="http://augustachristian.org/common/content.asp?PAGE=137"&gt;Augusta Christian&lt;/a&gt; and found out he was the Varsity Ball Coach, I wanted to do nothing more than impress him; had to get on the team!  He would call me 4.0 because "JP, you make the team's g.p.a. look good!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before every game he would take the opposing team's name, make an acrostic out of it, and preach the word using the acrostic as a tool.  He taught us what it meant to be a family and to be accountable to others.  Before and after every game, and during games you could hear the Lions chant..."1,2,3...FAMILY".  But, a downside to the whole family atmosphere was that when one got in trouble, we all ran for it!  We were always taking care of "Family Business" as Coach Gold dubbed it.  He used Basketball as a tool to reach people for Christ and to improve Christians relationship with Christ.  He would run us until we wanted to pass out, and then we would give glory to the Lord for giving us the opportunity to glorify Him through Basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would call him the greatest coach of all time.  Likely, Coach Gold could Coach at the collegiate level, no questions asked.  But, he still coaches in the &lt;a href="http://www.gisa-schools.org/"&gt;Georgia Independent School Association&lt;/a&gt;-that's what the Lord has seemed to call him to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a time in my life where I was being shaped into the person I was going to become, Coach Gold was there to guide me-and my teammates-in the right direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Coach, you have had a huge impact on my life.  Thank you for being at the 7 am devotions, or the 6 am Saturday morning workouts.  Thanks for giving your time, your knowledge and your life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-7423464657697090937?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/7423464657697090937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=7423464657697090937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/7423464657697090937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/7423464657697090937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/09/coach-mike-gold.html' title='Coach Mike Gold'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-5120610401477714648</id><published>2008-09-28T23:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:53:47.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The N-A-U-G!</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I had the opportunity to go HOME...for the first time in a long time!  Working retail hours has it's pros and cons; one of the cons being that I don't often get 2 days off in a row.  But, last weekend at 5:30 on Friday I headed to the house!  There is just something about being at home that is so good.  I have time to "recharge my batteries" and get away from the responsibilities I have in Greenville. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memories, the friends, the restaurants, the ball games, the church, the school...all the stuff I did for 18+ years kind of comes swarming back when I'm at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see my sister Kayla play in a volleyball tournament at Augusta Prep-a gym and school that I spent a good deal of time at while I went to Augusta Christian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had the awesome opportunity to hang with my old High School Basketball Coach-a legend-and I will blog about him later, so stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to spend time with my family and just kind of chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I was able to see good friends and high school buddies that I haven't seen in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all-in-all, it was a remarkable trip home that did not last long enough.  I love North Augusta because of the history I have there, my family, and the fact that I grew up there.  But...I don't live there anymore.  I've grown up, pay my own bills, drive my own car, have my own credit card, and...live in Greenville.  I now call Greenville my home-actually I refer to it as "home for now".  I don't know if I ever want to stay in one place for long enough to consider it a home as we define it in America, but Greenville is great for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend trip was great in North Augusta, but...it's always nice laying your head on your own pillow at night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-5120610401477714648?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/5120610401477714648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=5120610401477714648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/5120610401477714648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/5120610401477714648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/09/n-u-g.html' title='The N-A-U-G!'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-1266550883044629739</id><published>2008-08-31T21:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:55:12.057-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I just shaved my legs</title><content type='html'>...That's right-I just shaved my legs.  I now have silky smooth legs to strut around.  Why did I do it, you ask?  Well, I actually have been contemplating it for a long while.  It's kind of a code to being a cyclist.  You ride bikes=You shave your legs.  And  you get picked on if you don't! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today was the US Pro Cycling Championship Event in Greenville and I'm not going to lie, maybe I got caught up in the moment.  After seeing the likes of &lt;a href="http://www.georgehincapie.com/"&gt;George Hincapie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.fredrodriguez.com/"&gt;Freddie Rodriguez&lt;/a&gt;, and the ohhh so cool &lt;a href="http://www.rockracing.com/"&gt;Rock Racing Team&lt;/a&gt;, I got the itch.  The itch to take it to another level-and shave the legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have nice looking legs underneath all of that hair. Haha.  Ladies, it took me about 45 minutes and I only cut myself once.  How would you rate that for a first-timer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here comes the ridicule, I can see it now.  I'll be at work, or with friends...it'll take a minute, but then they will realize what I did-and probably just laugh.  I wonder if this falls under the whole "taking risks/not asking questions" blog I just posted!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-1266550883044629739?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/1266550883044629739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=1266550883044629739' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1266550883044629739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1266550883044629739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-just-shaved-my-legs.html' title='I just shaved my legs'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-32455888570794828</id><published>2008-08-31T19:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:14:07.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Life and not asking questions!</title><content type='html'>I have made a decision.  I want to live life, no questions asked...   I want to live a life without thinking about the "what ifs"; I want a life filled with spontaneity, potential, and abundance.  I'm pretty sure that fear has a lot to do with most people's (including my) decision to live a safe life.  But what is fun about a safe life?  Now, granted, it is a heck of a lot easier to say than to enact in everyday life-so maybe this is something that I need to strive more and more towards everyday?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be myself and not worry about what others think&lt;br /&gt;I want to run that race and not care how slow I am&lt;br /&gt;I want to ask that beautiful girl out, and not worry about being shot down!&lt;br /&gt;I want to make moves...take that to mean whatever you want!&lt;br /&gt;I want to do what God has intended for me, and not ask questions! (failed at this plenty of times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that saddens me most is that when I have lived in fear-what awesome things have I missed out on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't get me wrong, I have taken risks, chances, and lived plenty of times before...I just want to be more deliberate about doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you updated on how this new philosophy of life goes!&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2937d519fe0a4ba1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2937d519fe0a4ba1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330005928%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D390C95301EDBF07E6D1A07CA3F6BC7F47977939.4D5A78086E76DBD5781E2FB1EC62A045440718D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2937d519fe0a4ba1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVwqNrXzN13YuyD5ukB4S5Of_880&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2937d519fe0a4ba1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330005928%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D390C95301EDBF07E6D1A07CA3F6BC7F47977939.4D5A78086E76DBD5781E2FB1EC62A045440718D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2937d519fe0a4ba1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVwqNrXzN13YuyD5ukB4S5Of_880&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-32455888570794828?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2937d519fe0a4ba1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/32455888570794828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=32455888570794828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/32455888570794828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/32455888570794828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/08/living-life-and-not-asking-questions.html' title='Living Life and not asking questions!'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-2166603901999716430</id><published>2008-08-29T00:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T00:56:05.154-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is a Decision</title><content type='html'>What a statement!  And I am slowly and surely finding the meaning of it.  I have heard two different schools of thought on this statement, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, you have the Alan Jacksons of the world that speak of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FKoNdZeKPMU"&gt;"Livin' on Love...."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have the Beatles of the world that state &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rLxTpsIVzzo&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;"All you need is love..."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also heard that it takes a lot more than just love to make a relationship work.  And I have to agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a shirt about 3 weeks ago and on the front it says "Love is a Decision".  It's by &lt;a href="http://www.jedidiahusa.com/community"&gt;Jedidiah&lt;/a&gt;, they have awesome clothes and have an awesome message.  Definitely check out the website.  Little did I know though, that I would be seeing this decision right before my eyes today in a situation that directly involved myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Love someone-wow, that's so strong-to love someone you have to disregard feeling; you have to throw away looks; you have to submit; you have to decide.  It is a huge huge decision.  I can't help but thank of the women that I have told "I Love you" too, only to break up months later.  Did I truly love them them?  Did I love them for a time and then it simply ended? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe to truly love someone, you are obviously going to be attracted to them, you are obviously going to have strong feelings for them, you are hopefully going to treat them right; but more than anything you have to make the firm decision to love them for the rest of your life.  Breathe.  You have to decide to Love when finances are tough; you must decide to love when the job sucks; you must decide to love when looks have faded away and you are both pushing each other around in wheel chairs; you must decide to love when the in-laws are getting on the nerves; (it's about to get deep)....You must decide to love when a job requires you to move to an unknown territory away from family and friends; you must decide to love when your child is born with an incurable disease; you must decide to love when your child is taken away from you through a tragic event; you must decide to love when your secretary whispers sweet nothings into your ear at work; you must decide to love when the divorce papers are all but signed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom Line:  Love is a Decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids (Am I still a kid?) these days are getting married so young.  I wonder if they have decided to love.  Maybe it comes easier for some than others.  &lt;a href="http://www.jedisanctuary.org/mindful.php"&gt;Be mindful of your feelings, they will betray you&lt;/a&gt; (quote straight out of Star Wars!).  Be grounded in the decision to love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20corinthians%2013;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;1 Corinthians 13&lt;/a&gt;, the Bible talks about Love and all of its glory.  It is a beautiful passage that ends by saying that out of Faith, Hope, and Love...The greatest of these is Love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protect your Heart; Love with everything that you have.  Treat people right.  And Decide To LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-2166603901999716430?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/2166603901999716430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=2166603901999716430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/2166603901999716430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/2166603901999716430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-is-decision.html' title='Love is a Decision'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-7195527523167283846</id><published>2008-08-24T20:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:21:34.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>Today I heard one of best Sermons I've ever heard in my entire life.  Actually, it was the third time I had heard the exact same message!  Mr. Louie Giglio presented a message on HOPE-When Life Hurts the Most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we don't have answers to the hard times in life; sometimes all we can do is cling to the cross of Jesus Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm posting the link to the messsage.  If you are going through a hard time, have experienced loss, or just feeling down in the dumps, please click and listen-it'll change your life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.northpointministries.org/player/player_large.jsp?occurrenceID=2197"&gt;HOPE-When Life Hurst The Most&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-7195527523167283846?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/7195527523167283846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=7195527523167283846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/7195527523167283846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/7195527523167283846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/08/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-2953315221442360017</id><published>2008-08-16T23:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T00:02:58.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The World is FILLED with awesome people</title><content type='html'>Today I was thinking about what I wanted to post on the blog and something happened at work today that I had to write about.  Now, some of this story is an assumption, but I think I assumed right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two men came in the store today looking for a pair of shoes for one of the men.  One man was wearing a Southern Wesleyan University Safety Patrol Uniform and the other was wearing regular street clothes and old, old tattered shoes.  The Safety Patrol Officer was extremely nice to the other gentleman.  They began their search for shoes at the shoe wall after I measured the man's foot.  It didn't take long for me to figure out that the Safety Patrol Officer, probably in his mid-20s was going to buy a pair of shoes for the other gentleman.  After ease-dropping on their conversation, I figured out that the gentleman with the tattered shoes went to SWU and had a severe stuttering problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The assumption:  This incredible mid-20 year-old saw a need in a SWU student, and met that need by buying him a pair of shoes.  Now, I'm sure that the Safety Patrol Officer doesn't make a whole lot of bank working as an officer at a private college and gladly told his friend "to get whatever he wanted".  The two guys walked out with a pair of shoes and 2 packs of socks for the student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I want to say thank you to the Safety Officer for caring about people.  For giving when he didn't have to, and for loving on people.  You sir, are a true hero!  Thank God for people like you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-2953315221442360017?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/2953315221442360017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=2953315221442360017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/2953315221442360017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/2953315221442360017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/08/world-is-filled-with-awesome-people.html' title='The World is FILLED with awesome people'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-9087171290520318308</id><published>2008-08-05T14:27:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:35:50.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life To Do List!</title><content type='html'>I was inspired by my cuz Caitlin Pitts to write out my life "To Do" List.  It is definitely a personal thing, and I originally thought that I should keep it to myself; but, by telling the world, maybe you can hold me accountable to my list!  And, you will get to know the desires and loves that I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I have thought that a "To Do" list for my life was selfish-but, the Lord has created me who I am for a reason, and put desires in my heart for a reason, so as long as I am glorifying Him-I've got nothing to lose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun thing about writing this stuff down is that everyday I can ask myself..."what have I done to achieve 'so-and-so'?"  We all have plenty of time during the day, it's just a matter of prioritizing that time for what is important to us!  It is definitely a work in progress, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hike the Appalachian Trail (entire thing)&lt;br /&gt;-Win a race&lt;br /&gt;-Participate in the Kona IronMan&lt;br /&gt;-Run the Boston Marathon&lt;br /&gt;-Be on a reality show-preferably the Amazing Race&lt;br /&gt;-Marry the girl of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;-Adopt from Africa&lt;br /&gt;-Have Dreadlocks&lt;br /&gt;-Meet Dikembe Mutombo&lt;br /&gt;-For somebody to say, "we need 1 million dollars for such and such" and be able to write the check on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;-See the Tour De France in person&lt;br /&gt;-Have a friend in Sherry&lt;br /&gt;-Go to Uganda&lt;br /&gt;-6 pack&lt;br /&gt;-Speak in front of 10,000 + people&lt;br /&gt;-Get a Doctorate&lt;br /&gt;-Meet Lance Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;-Become fluent in another language&lt;br /&gt;-Build my own house&lt;br /&gt;-Visit Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;-Tour Europe&lt;br /&gt;-Visit Australia&lt;br /&gt;-Get a least 2 more tattoos&lt;br /&gt;-Write a book&lt;br /&gt;-Skydive&lt;br /&gt;-Bungee Jump&lt;br /&gt;-Scuba Dive&lt;br /&gt;-Learn to Surf&lt;br /&gt;-Cycle in the Alps and Pyrenees&lt;br /&gt;-Own a business&lt;br /&gt;-Run, instead of Jog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-9087171290520318308?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/9087171290520318308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=9087171290520318308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/9087171290520318308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/9087171290520318308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-to-do-list.html' title='Life To Do List!'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-4610247670740448823</id><published>2008-07-31T21:33:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T00:01:29.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>Man I love my family.  I don't know what I would do without them.  Now, when I say family I'm talking about my extended family, not just the 'rents-though I love them too.  I'm talking Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, Grandparents...amazing.  Thanks to a few divorces, I have a pretty big family. Growing up with 8 Grandparents ain't too bad!  Essentially, I am my family.  They have helped shape me into who I am today.  My parents nurtured me, taught me, and loved me; and in turn, I want to be like them when I grow old-it's like a cycle.  I can  always count on my family too.  Some a lot more than others, but the bond I have with them is undeniable and unbelievable.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SJJsYAQHkKI/AAAAAAAAADs/d6WUBboyy0s/s1600-h/pic0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SJJsYAQHkKI/AAAAAAAAADs/d6WUBboyy0s/s320/pic0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229361276970832034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still some family problems; there always is (you can pick your friends, not your family!)  Namely, my biological Mom.  Not having ever had a relationship with her is tough to deal with sometimes.  Am I better for it, you bet.  Patti Pitts my quote, unquote "step mom" is one of the greatest things to ever happen to me.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SJJsoz6xgvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YoW2RKl4p6g/s1600-h/pic0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SJJsoz6xgvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YoW2RKl4p6g/s320/pic0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229361565717857010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being in Africa for a month last year, I saw firsthand how not having a family affects you and your life.  There's not much direction, not much promise.  It's tough.  Seeing young children care for their YOUNGER siblings will sober anybody up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SJJtC9SkISI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rx7WqSq2bKQ/s1600-h/101_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SJJtC9SkISI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rx7WqSq2bKQ/s320/101_0185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229362014910161186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-4610247670740448823?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/4610247670740448823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=4610247670740448823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/4610247670740448823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/4610247670740448823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/07/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_myDvCOFYupY/SJJsYAQHkKI/AAAAAAAAADs/d6WUBboyy0s/s72-c/pic0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-4309960055533604473</id><published>2008-07-27T13:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T13:44:46.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Spring Church</title><content type='html'>This weekend has been great; off from work, a couple of bike rides, a little cleaning and a little sleeping, eating, and church! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to attend &lt;a href="http://www.newspring.cc/campus/greenville"&gt;New Spring in Greenville&lt;/a&gt; about 3 weeks ago and am loving it.  The messages are powerful, relevant, and speak right to me every week.  New Spring Greenville is a "satellite" campus from New Spring Church in Anderson; I'm used to the whole "watch your preacher on a screen" thing though after attending Catalyst Church in downtown Greenville-which has since shut down-with Andy Stanley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, &lt;a href="http://www.perrynoble.com"&gt;Perry Noble&lt;/a&gt;-pastor, is doing a series entitled "You Asked For It".  He is preaching 6 sermons on questions the congregation has asked him to preach on, including: What is sexual sin? Can I lose my salvation? What is God's will?  Is it okay to drink alcohol? Are we living in the end times? and Is it okay to be a part of popular culture and still be a Christian?  All relavent questions that need sound Biblical answers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of his sermons have already stirred up a little controversy, but as far as my 8-years worth of Christian schooling tells me...his sermons are Biblically based and sound.  Can't argue with the Word of the Lord.  Usually, those who do are directly doing what they are trying to justify!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quote that he said at the beginning of this series 3 weeks ago was that Oprah has the biggest church in America because she is answering the questions that people are asking; why is the church not answering these same questions.  Why isn't the church "giving the people what they want" per say...directions and answers to life.  WE as Christians have the cheat sheet, the answer book, if you will.  Our only job on earth is to share that; that's why we are here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the sermon told that God's Will was a lot easier to know and follow than we make it out to be.  We have the infallible, inerrant Word of God at our fingertips.  When I Listen to the Word of God, and I Walk in the Ways of God, I will Discover the Will of God.  (stole that from the bulletin outline-but I thought it was awesome.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell how many times I have prayed, "Lord, show me your will" or "Show, me just the next small step, so that I may follow you"  all the while, not being faithful to Listen to the Word of God or Walk in the Ways of God.  I have it backwards-as I usually do!  Why should God reveal more to me when I haven't been faithful following Him in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Perry for allowing God to speak and use you as His messenger.  And thanks for getting me pumped up about church for the first time in along time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week's message-"Is drinking alcohol okay?"   I can't wait!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-4309960055533604473?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/4309960055533604473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=4309960055533604473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/4309960055533604473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/4309960055533604473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-spring-church.html' title='New Spring Church'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-6714964984577271578</id><published>2008-07-19T22:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:02:44.999-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here it goes, here it goes again....</title><content type='html'>Note, the OKGo reference in the title of this post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have started blogging again, there is a lot of stuff that I have thought about writing down and putting in cyberspace; but what do you choose?  Something spiritual to encourage others?  Something about yourself so that others who will read will go "whoa, he's cool!" ??  Or, just nonsense to make people laugh and pass the time?  I'll probably do all three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIBBETT SPORTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got done with week 3 of the management experience of Hibbett Sports.  It's gone great so far.  I love the store and the clientele.  My staff is also great.  They are definitely good people.  Hey, as long as they show up on time and don't steal....I'm good with that!  Haha.  Naw, seriously...they've been great with the transition from their old manager to me and have treated me great.  I hope that I am doing the same to them.  So, three weeks in and ____ to go.  I've already got my mind set, we'll see what the LORD has in store.  More or less-I want to strive to do what HE wants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-6714964984577271578?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/6714964984577271578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=6714964984577271578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/6714964984577271578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/6714964984577271578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/07/here-it-goes-here-it-goes-again.html' title='Here it goes, here it goes again....'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-7653124540610765225</id><published>2008-07-17T05:05:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T05:33:50.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a bike on Christmas morning...</title><content type='html'>You probably know that I love cycling.  I have actually posted about it a couple of times before: &lt;a href="http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2007/09/cyclism-sundayin-greenville.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;  and &lt;a href="http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2007/08/le-tour-de-france.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  I found cycling later and life; I was introduced to it by Miss Ashley Austin, to which I clowned her for liking such a crazy sport-But, quickly saw where she was coming from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peloton, team cars, world-wide media attention, all sucked me in.  I actually began cycling myself.  My first purchase was an old Specialized Allez off EBay.  Not the best bike in the world by any means, but it would do.  I loved that thing and literally rode it until it died-not that I rode and rode and rode it, but it was so old it finally just died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a nice new or slightly used bike for the longest and have really been "dreaming" of one for years.  Sad-I know, but I had my mind set on it and knew it had to happen eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven months ago I even had the all Carbon Specialized Tarmac Elite on lay-a-way, but had to take it off when I moved back to Greenville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://kensbikeski.com/images/library/large/spec_tm_elite_rblue_08_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://kensbikeski.com/images/library/large/spec_tm_elite_rblue_08_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I had to start over.  Maybe it wasn't in the cards for me to eevveerr get a bike.  But, finally...this past Tuesday, I made the purchase of my dreams.  I bought the awesome Felt F-75 and couldn't be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tomsprobike.com/products/145_Felt-F75.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.tomsprobike.com/products/145_Felt-F75.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very thankful that the Lord provided a way for me to make this purchase.  I'm like a kid on Christmas morning; I love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-7653124540610765225?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/7653124540610765225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=7653124540610765225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/7653124540610765225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/7653124540610765225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-got-bike-on-christmas-morning.html' title='I got a bike on Christmas morning...'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-8404008323487466421</id><published>2008-07-06T21:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:21:54.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been 6 months, here's the year update...</title><content type='html'>Yes, the blog of Justin Pitts' still does exist!  After a 6-month hiatus, I am going to try my hand at this again.  I have no good excuse, there has been plenty of time to write and jot things down, but you know how it goes...Also, I think I wear my "emotions" on my sleeve a lot of times and have been thinking about keeping my personal life to myself, but I like to talk and tell to much.  So, for those interested, here we go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 6-months have been a crazy crazy time in my life.  It has actually been the craziest-for lack of a better term-year of my life.  So many life-changing things have taken place it is hard to believe.  I quit my dream job, I moved back to Greenville, I slept on a couch for 5 months, I went jobless for 3 months, I lost two grandparents, and separated from my girlfriend; and a lot in between those big events. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is hard to make sense of most of the time I think.  In fact, I had a conversation today with a man named PJ who works at The Great Escape Bike Shop about this very thing.  We started to touch on religion and I shared with him that I was glad there was more to life than just this earth.  What if this was all there was.  You attempt to achieve the "American Dream" and then you die-what a sad existence.  Thank you Lord for showing us mercy and creating life eternal with you for those who choose it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been a lot of positive things that have happened this year as well:  I endured the couch and now have an apartment with a long-time friend,  I made it through the job hunt and how have the cool opportunity to be the manager at Hibbett Sports in Central, SC; and there is some other cool stuff going on as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last year was scripted different than I could ever imagine but everything happens for a reason.  Sometime you know it, and other times you don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-8404008323487466421?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/8404008323487466421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=8404008323487466421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/8404008323487466421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/8404008323487466421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-been-6-months-heres-year-update.html' title='It&apos;s been 6 months, here&apos;s the year update...'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-200392352306842642</id><published>2007-12-24T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T11:32:55.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who said we wouldn't change the world?</title><content type='html'>Once again, I've fallen off the "blogger wagon".  There has been a lot of stuff to write about over the past month-but I think this one deserves mentioning this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had dinner with one of my best friends -Mark O'driscoll.  We ate at the all-mighty Monterrey's Mexican restaurant in North Augusta. ( You haven't lived until you've eaten at Monterrey in NA!) &lt;you&gt;  And, as always, it was a mini-city-reunion.  I ran into at least 10 people from my old church...and it was great to catch up while the cheese dip started to congeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was more awesome than anything, though, was the conversation that Mark and I had and the memories that we have shared.  My buddy Mark is soon to be a commissioned &lt;a href="http://www.marines.com/page/usmc.jsp?flashRedirect=true"&gt;Marine&lt;/a&gt;.  He has spent the last 4 years studying at &lt;a href="http://gamecocksonline.cstv.com/sports/m-footbl/scar-m-footbl-body.html"&gt;USC&lt;/a&gt; and participating in the ROTC program.  He has excelled.  Earning top honors and respect in things that I cannot pronounce and in acronyms that I can't remember (sorry buddy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we talked I began to think of what an incredible impact Mark is going to have on this world.  As a Christian, as a Marine, and as a Man in the world but not of it.  The Lord has called him into military service; by answering the call he has already done the hard part.  And he is actually at the safest place that he can be....right in the center of the Lord's Will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their are incredible things in store for Mark.  It's funny to think that just, what, 3 years ago we set the &lt;a href="http://www.sweetwaterbaptist.info/"&gt;Sweetwater Baptist Church&lt;/a&gt; parking lot on fire and were shooting flare guns at each other.  &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Mark is going to change the world.  The courage that he has to stand up and fight is far beyond anything I can ever imagine.  To think that while I slept through my 8 am class in college, he was up running, training to defend this nation.  Soon, he will be fighting, willing to lay down his life to save mine.  I am very thankful that he has answered the call.  I am very thankful that he believes in this nation and remains steadfast in the values that America was founded upon.  While many people speak about ways to fix the world as they sit in their ivory tower, my buddy Mark O'driscoll will be doing something about it.  Thank God for Mark O'd.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget my other friends who have also chosen to serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steven Cheek&lt;/span&gt;-an amazing man and Marine who has already served in 2 tours in the Middle East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew Cheek&lt;/span&gt;-another amazing Marine; I don't even know if I'm allowed to mention what he is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justin Sama&lt;/span&gt;-Army Ranger; served on 3 tours thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike O'driscoll&lt;/span&gt;-soon to be Marine pilot who has recently answered the call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember these guys and never forget the sacrifice they are making for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/you&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-200392352306842642?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/200392352306842642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=200392352306842642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/200392352306842642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/200392352306842642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-said-we-wouldnt-change-world.html' title='Who said we wouldn&apos;t change the world?'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-5555330571730389168</id><published>2007-10-29T21:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T22:03:41.894-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to Africa...again.</title><content type='html'>I want to thank my friends who have supported me in this season of my life.  Thank you for your encouragement and your prayers and your friendship.  You know who you are...and you are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to write down a few prayer requests as our teams at Heart for Africa are headed across the big ocean once again.  I covet your prayers, and so does our team.  How great it is that we serve a God who is there to meet us right where we are....and a God who listens to us...and a God who cares, what an awesome God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Our two teams; one headed to Swaziland, and one headed to Kenya&lt;br /&gt;-Our Medical Mission for the Kinangop and Naivasha Communities&lt;br /&gt;-That eyes will be opened to all that is Africa&lt;br /&gt;-That we would seek out the Lord while in His great land.&lt;br /&gt;-That I would allow him to removehe all anxiousness and worry from my spirit.  That I would "get out of the way" and let Him work.&lt;br /&gt;-That I would be confident in Him.&lt;br /&gt;-Safety and Travel Mercies.&lt;br /&gt;-Swaziland&lt;br /&gt;-Kenya&lt;br /&gt;-That we would draw near to God, even before it gets to be to much to bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys,&lt;br /&gt;JP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-5555330571730389168?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/5555330571730389168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=5555330571730389168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/5555330571730389168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/5555330571730389168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2007/10/off-to-africaagain.html' title='Off to Africa...again.'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-2138412999104241787</id><published>2007-10-28T18:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T18:28:47.015-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tat tat tat it up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RyUJlxdmaMI/AAAAAAAAADU/0WugXTZQKkA/s1600-h/Tattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 153px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RyUJlxdmaMI/AAAAAAAAADU/0WugXTZQKkA/s320/Tattoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126514295368476866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, no need in fixing your computer monitor, 'ole JP got a tattoo.  Last Saturday, October the 20th Ashley, Eric, and I made the trek up to Hendersonville, NC to Empire Tattoos to get the body art done.  (Shout out to Jeremy-I'm coming back for another soon!)  I have wanted a tattoo for years!  And finally, the day came.  Dad always said, "Not while I'm paying the bills."  I respected Dad's wishes and waited until I was financially on my own to get the art work.  And...I love it.  I can see where people say that it is an "addiction".  Once you get one, you just keep on coming back for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAQ's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it hurt:  You know, it really wasn't that bad.  The tattoo guy, Jeremy, would put the needle to the skin for about 3 seconds, and then wipe, 3 seconds, and wipe...so the pain was never that bad.  I winced a few times, but that was it!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Africa?  Well, I wanted something that has meaning in my life.  Any future tattoo that I get I want to also either be from a significant event or something that has eternal significance in my life.  Africa definitely qualified.  Going changed my prospective on life, I always want to help and support Africa in some way.  Conveniently, it is my job right now, but even when this season passes I would like to be involved in this beautiful continent somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I have two countries outlined: Kenya and Swaziland.  I've served in Kenya during the summer (going back this week) and will be going to Swaziland this week.  I wanted the tattoo to be a lifelong project.  Whenever I enter another country (not just the airport) I can throw another outline on my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put it on my back so that I could cover it up when needed, but show it off when I wanted to!  It's a constant reminder of the situations in Africa...a reminder that I/We can do something about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there it is.  I'm a fan.  I'm thinking of the next tattoo right now.  Right now I'm thinking "MotherLand" tattooed on my side waistline.  If you have any good ideas, send them my way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-2138412999104241787?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/2138412999104241787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=2138412999104241787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/2138412999104241787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/2138412999104241787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2007/10/tat-tat-tat-it-up.html' title='Tat tat tat it up!'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RyUJlxdmaMI/AAAAAAAAADU/0WugXTZQKkA/s72-c/Tattoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-2913749716434336069</id><published>2007-10-10T23:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:07:01.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevin "Bubba" Easler</title><content type='html'>Hey cuz',&lt;br /&gt;I keep typing and erasing, typing and erasing...I'm still in shock about what happened this weekend.  But, I think what I am trying to do is just tell you I love you and tell you how proud I am of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz, you brought so much life to everyone around you.  You were always smiling, always laughing... I can't help but smile when I think about you.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/Rw2dzDjnYVI/AAAAAAAAACk/LKAuj8azTwY/s1600-h/pic0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/Rw2dzDjnYVI/AAAAAAAAACk/LKAuj8azTwY/s320/pic0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119921851843699026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is flooded with so many great memories that we had together.  Remember when you  fell out of the tree at Memaw's house and hit your back on the root and couldn't breathe?  Ok, that wasn't great, but it was kind of funny!  How about the many times Scott, you and me would crawl underneath Memaw's pool deck?  The pig-pickin' at your graduation.  The Lake and Beach trips.  The countless hours of Nintendo.  I'm even remembering crazy things...like the time (we were probably 5 or 6) you gave me a thank you card and spelled my name with a "G" instead of a "J".   And, oh yeah...Harry and the Henderson's.  Wasn't that your favorite movie of all time?  Great times.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/Rw2f8TjnYaI/AAAAAAAAADM/c5swuJpVMIU/s1600-h/pic0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/Rw2f8TjnYaI/AAAAAAAAADM/c5swuJpVMIU/s320/pic0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119924209780744610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, of all the memories...I keep thinking of this one where we are at Sweetwater.  It's a Wednesday night service, and you are jumping up and down (all 280 lbs) singing praise to the Lord.  I can't help to think how much jumping and singing you are doing right now in the presence of All-mighty God.  You beat us all to it...you're "living the dream".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz, you would've been so proud of your family.  The theme of the weekend was Georgia.  Red and white were everywhere.  Also, you would have been proud of Scott.  What a great man of God.  He was strong, when he didn't have to be.  I'm so glad he's my cousin.  And, your Mom and Dad l&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/Rw2dNTjnYTI/AAAAAAAAACU/w4af0xVgCP0/s1600-h/pic0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/Rw2dNTjnYTI/AAAAAAAAACU/w4af0xVgCP0/s320/pic0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119921203303637298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oved you cuz'...they loved you a whole lot, but you knew that.  They are so proud of you.  We're going to stick together as a family, cuz, no doubt about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life throws out some crazy hands from time to time.  We may never know why your time was up on October 7, 2007.  We are grieving.  But, I can't help but to think that for the first time in your life...you are LIVING.  With that perfect body in the land without sin, standing next to our Lord and Savior.  I'm envious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin, I love you so much and you will always and forever be in my memory.  I call the lot next to yours on Golden Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JP&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/Rw2eCTjnYWI/AAAAAAAAACs/sDjIY09Qaao/s1600-h/pic0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/Rw2eCTjnYWI/AAAAAAAAACs/sDjIY09Qaao/s320/pic0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119922113836704098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin "Bubba" Easler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 8, 1986-October 7, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-2913749716434336069?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/2913749716434336069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=2913749716434336069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/2913749716434336069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/2913749716434336069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2007/10/kevin-bubba-easler.html' title='Kevin &quot;Bubba&quot; Easler'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/Rw2dzDjnYVI/AAAAAAAAACk/LKAuj8azTwY/s72-c/pic0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-4545751796893089777</id><published>2007-09-30T14:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T14:59:40.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks in the Big City!</title><content type='html'>What a couple of weeks!  I have to start off by saying that I'm not in Kansas anymore...I'm in the ATL!  Well, actually I'm in Cumming (North Atlanta), better known as Suburbia, USA.  But it is good.  It is definitely going to take some more getting used to, but I'm going to continue to do what I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living Arrangements:  I moved into the basement of Uncle Chuck and Aunt Rob's House when I moved to GA.  It has worked out great so far.  Some of you may know Aunt Rob as my running and Amazing Race buddy.  They are a great family, and one that I am glad and proud to be a part of.  I look at Uncle C and Aunt Rob and their love for one another is amazing.  I strive to have that kind of love with my future wife.  Living with a family is definitely different after living in an apartment and/or dorm for the last 4 years of my life.  But it is fun to.  My cousins Emily (15) and Zach (10) are great and needless to say, I'm quickly becoming an expert at Guitar Hero!  (Shout out to Cait, other cousin, whose at NGU!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job:  In the previous post I entitled my job "Dream Job" because it is exactly what I want to do during this season of my life.  And after two weeks...I can honestly say that it is going great.  I am learning a lot right now, and am carefully placed up under the wing of &lt;a href="http://www.itsnotokaywithme.com"&gt;Ian and Janine&lt;/a&gt;.  I get to work from home and the office is a very cool energetic atmosphere.  I have a little desk, but from time to time, I take the MacBook out to the porch and sit outside and do my work.  You really can't beat it!  I think reality will set in when I'm in Africa for 20 days in November working 16+ hours a day!  But that's what I'm working/waiting for!  The staff has been really supportive of me as I am learning and Ian and Janine seem to give me a little more responsibility each day.  When all is said in done, I think I am going to really like what I am doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atlanta:  For years I've heard people say, "You know, Augusta's traffic is getting to be just like Atlanta".  Or, "Woodruff Road is turning into Atlanta".  Over-exaggeration of the century.  I learned this quickly.  You can really waste a lifetime sitting in Atlanta traffic.  For Example, I went to Greenville this weekend to visit friends, and figured that if I left by 3pm on Friday I would be fine.  Wrong.  The 30 minute trip to the Interstate took an Hour.  You really have to plan your drives.  But, it's a great town.  I know where the Wal-Mart is and I know how to ride the MARTA...is there anything else?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends:  I have to admit, I miss G-vegas.  And I miss the friendships.  It'll probably take some time creating and establishing friendships, but I figured that, and am ready for it.  I guess I have two options to meet people:  the bar or church.  I've chosen to go with church.  I have been to a couple of Singles get-to-gethers at &lt;a href="http://www.northpoint.org"&gt;North Point&lt;/a&gt; and have actually just joined a small-group.  A group where you "do life together"  I'm excited, we will see how it goes.  It is kind of weird being dumped into the "Singles" pile of people anywhere from 21-50s.  It's fun watching the old guys trying to be smooth and pick up ladies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all I have from the ATL for now...Hawks tickets just went on sale so I'm out of here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-4545751796893089777?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/4545751796893089777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=4545751796893089777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/4545751796893089777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/4545751796893089777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2007/09/two-weeks-in-big-city.html' title='Two Weeks in the Big City!'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-1142019493116939038</id><published>2007-09-16T13:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T14:16:01.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye...Sweet Greenville, SC</title><content type='html'>I told Dad on the way to Atlanta that it was funny how are conversations have begun to change.  We no longer talk about mowing the grass and doing homework, but instead we talk about Mutual Funds and buying homes.  Wow!  Have I grown up that fast?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Saturday September 15th was my move to Cumming, GA.  I have to admit, I am pumped about the new and fresh opportunities, about my job, and about all the things to come, but I have to say...I'm really going to miss Greenville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't fall in love with it until my Junior year at North Greenville Univ.  Then, during the summer, I actually stayed in G-ville with Room aka Adam Blanton in a house on Wade Hampton.  I worked part-time at &lt;a href="http://www.cliffscommunities.com"&gt;The Cliffs Communities&lt;/a&gt;, hung out with my friends, started dating Ashley Austin, and discovered all that was Greenville.  It was an amazing summer, no doubt about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say that "I'm leaving Greenville behind" because I love it there.  I would not mind even raising a family there one day.  But with this blog I wanted to tell you about some of my favorite things in G-Vegas...maybe you'll get the bug...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatergreenville.com/development/dtn_map.asp"&gt;Downtown Greenville&lt;/a&gt;-Best downtown I've ever experienced (and I've seen New York's and LA's).  Great place to hang, eat, workout, study.  It's all down there.  From &lt;a href="http://www.greatergreenville.com/city_services/parks_info.asp"&gt;Cleveland Park&lt;/a&gt; where you can run and ride to the new &lt;a href="http://www.mavericksouthernkitchens.com/highcotton_gv/index.html"&gt;High Cotton&lt;/a&gt; where you have to take your lady for an evening meal and try the mash potatoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bikingbis.com/blog/_archives/2006/9/6/2300864.html"&gt;Paris Mountain&lt;/a&gt;-  A great view of Greenville and a great place to road bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stbespresso.com/spillthebeans.html"&gt;Spill the Beans&lt;/a&gt;- Best Ice-Cream you'll ever eat in Historic West End G-ville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ngu.edu"&gt;North Greenville University&lt;/a&gt;- I had to throw the alma-mater up there.  I mean, I did spend 4 years of my life at this place!  Great Private college...I'm glad I went...but now I'm glad I'm out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gustocycles.com/"&gt;Gusto Cycles&lt;/a&gt;-  A Great Bike Shop located on Wade Hampton.  Great guys and you can ride all over Greenville using the shop as a starting point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beacondrivein.com/"&gt;The Beacon&lt;/a&gt;-  Well, this is Spartanburg, but only about 40 minutes from Greenville.  Perhaps the best restaurant in the world.  If you're looking for grease and more food than you can imaging eating, you better hit up The Beacon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barleystaproom.com/greenville/"&gt;Barley's&lt;/a&gt;-  The Best (and cheapest) Pizza you can get in Greenville.  Open late, always a great atmosphere, and right in the middle of downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catalystchurchonline.com"&gt;Catalyst Church&lt;/a&gt;- This is a remote of North Point Community Church in Atlanta, pastored by Andy Stanley.  A great place to go on Sunday Morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are just a couple of things that are unique to Greenville that I loved while I was there.  Soon, I know, I'll have a similar (maybe longer) list of things from the ATL.  Check out the links if you want, I have a meeting with Ludacris and Bow-Wow about ownership of the Atlanta Hawks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-1142019493116939038?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/1142019493116939038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=1142019493116939038' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1142019493116939038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1142019493116939038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2007/09/goodbyesweet-greenville-sc.html' title='Goodbye...Sweet Greenville, SC'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-5019735980000390015</id><published>2007-09-04T19:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T20:09:54.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Job...</title><content type='html'>So I think I've finally gotten the hang of this blog thing...now the problem is: "Is anybody reading it?" Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to fill you in on this past weekend:  What a life-changing one that it was!  I've been talking with the organization that I went to Africa with, &lt;a href="http://www.heartforafrica.org"&gt;Heart For Africa&lt;/a&gt;, for the last month.  They were interested in interviewing me for an open position.  Of course, if you've known me within the last 2 years you know that I have a love for Africa and want to do my part in helping that Amazing Continent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was definitely interested in the opportunity and put my best foot forward during the entire process.  Could this be happening, could I really, maybe, possibly, be getting the job of my dreams this season? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the dream became a reality this past Friday.  I got a phone call from the amazing &lt;a href="http://www.itsnotokaywithme.com"&gt;Janine Maxwell,&lt;/a&gt; with the news that I was the newest member of this awesome organization.  I will be the Partnership Co-ordinator and will help define and manage projects on the ground in Africa.  Also, I will get to travel to Africa a few times a year.  So to recap, because I'm on the floor right now as well!  Orphans, widows, Africa, full-time job, the Lord's Will for this season in my life, being a small part of the solution for Africa...it can't get any better than this!  Thank you, Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the other life changing events:  I'm on the move.  In two weeks I'll be moving to the A-T-L.  Better known as Atlanta, GA.  That's right, the city that I said I wanted to be my eventual home...that's where I'm going.  I'm actually moving to Cumming and pumped about the new friends, new church &lt;a href="http://www.northpoint.org"&gt;North Point Community Church&lt;/a&gt;, and I guess the new start! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to lie, I am a little anxious about the whole move and newness of everything.  I love Greenville, SC and am very comfortable here...but, &lt;a href="http://www.davematthewsband.com"&gt;you gotta try something new every once in a while!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss everything here a lot though.  No doubt about it.  I have a funny feeling, though, that I'll be around...and that I may be back one day.  Besides, Mark and I have to develop the first "Bagel Pitt" in downtown Greenville; then on to franchising!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-5019735980000390015?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/5019735980000390015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=5019735980000390015' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/5019735980000390015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/5019735980000390015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2007/09/dream-job.html' title='Dream Job...'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-1513640940359183762</id><published>2007-09-03T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T23:17:20.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyclism Sunday...in Greenville!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtzNl0KbyrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/bRBGl4jOAPU/s1600-h/106_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtzNl0KbyrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/bRBGl4jOAPU/s320/106_0634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106182127072561842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you probably know...I am a big cycling fan.  I love to ride, watch, and talk about cycling.  Now, I know that some of you are probably laughing or questioning my choice of sports, but that's ok!  I had someone (Debbie B) tell me this weekend that she would rather watch grass grow than pay attention to the world of cycling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was a big weekend for US Cycling.  Greenville hosted the &lt;a href="http://www.usacyclingchampionships.com/index.php"&gt;US Pro Cycling Championships&lt;/a&gt; for the 2nd straight year...and it was awesome.  This was the first time that I was able to witness a pro event and I have to tell you, I got chills when the riders flew past at speeds of 35-40mph.  The ride consisted of an awesome sight-seeing trip of Greenville County.  The Pros did three laps around Cleveland Park, 4 laps up the ungodly Paris Mountain, and then 3 more laps around Cleveland Park for a finish at Broad and Main for a total of 131 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi Leipheimer took the win and beat out our man &lt;a href="http://www.hincapiesports.com/"&gt;George Hincapie&lt;/a&gt; by a little over a minute.  The race was a great experience and from our vantage point we were able to see the pros pass 10x.  Ashley was even able to get a VIP pass and party like a rock star with George, Levi, and David Zabriskie after the race was over!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtzNx0KbysI/AAAAAAAAACE/5U386BwbvUg/s1600-h/106_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtzNx0KbysI/AAAAAAAAACE/5U386BwbvUg/s320/106_0657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106182333230992066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtzNbUKbyqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/sPn1AVbpu1U/s1600-h/106_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtzNbUKbyqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/sPn1AVbpu1U/s320/106_0630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106181946683935394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-1513640940359183762?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/1513640940359183762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=1513640940359183762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1513640940359183762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1513640940359183762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2007/09/cyclism-sundayin-greenville.html' title='Cyclism Sunday...in Greenville!'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtzNl0KbyrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/bRBGl4jOAPU/s72-c/106_0634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-7651051376001245754</id><published>2007-08-28T01:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T01:06:21.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Battery Went Dead...</title><content type='html'>I am a firm believer that you form your life from small pieces of the people around you.  It's funny how you start to hang around someone, and before too long, you end up talking, acting, or laughing just like them?!  This can be a great thing when you surround yourself with people that are Great.  When I surround myself around people like my Dad, my best friends, and people I respect, I don't mind at all taking a little piece of them and adding it to my life.  It's kind of like the old saying, "you are what you eat!"  I remember doing similes, idioms, and metaphors in elementary school and not understanding what that one meant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtuU30KbymI/AAAAAAAAABU/oiFqO_ih_io/s1600-h/47b6d606b3127cce98549b52c1e300000017108AZsXDJu2bOT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtuU30KbymI/AAAAAAAAABU/oiFqO_ih_io/s320/47b6d606b3127cce98549b52c1e300000017108AZsXDJu2bOT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105838289170713186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had the awesome opportunity within the last year to meet some pretty cool people.  Everybody always wants to meet famous people and I've had a little of that experience this year.  As I look back on that, I've tried to take away the Great that they have and instill it in my life.  The thing about famous people is that they are just like you and me, no different!  So with this blog I'm going to list a few of the cool people that you may have heard of before that I have met...(and I admit, I wanted to brag...!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kelly McCorkle Parkison&lt;/span&gt;:  Amazing Race 7.  I can call her a good friend after working for her&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtuUo0KbylI/AAAAAAAAABM/Tzm6cObpJ38/s1600-h/106_0611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtuUo0KbylI/AAAAAAAAABM/Tzm6cObpJ38/s320/106_0611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105838031472675410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alberto Gonzales: &lt;/span&gt;(Former) Attorney General of the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Hincapie:&lt;/span&gt; Professional Cyclist for Team Discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim Reynolds: &lt;/span&gt;Best guitarist you will ever see/plays with Dave Matthews a good bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David James Elliot:  &lt;/span&gt;Actor, notably on "JAG"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Costner: &lt;/span&gt;Actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Elway: &lt;/span&gt;Hall of Fame Professional Football Player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quite a few Reality TV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stars: &lt;/span&gt;Uchenna Agu, Joyce Agu, Chip and Kim, Ray and Deanna, Bianca, Susan and Patrick-From Amazing Race.  Ruth Milliman-Survivor Exile Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtuVH0KbynI/AAAAAAAAABc/A5CK7l1eV6g/s1600-h/pic0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtuVH0KbynI/AAAAAAAAABc/A5CK7l1eV6g/s320/pic0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105838564048620146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also within the last year or two I have gotten to see, not meet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sheryl Crow&lt;br /&gt;Jay Leno&lt;br /&gt;Kiera Knightley-&lt;/span&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charlize Theron-&lt;/span&gt; North Country, Monster, Italian Job&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtuVb0KbyoI/AAAAAAAAABk/EkdrlE4efUU/s1600-h/pic0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtuVb0KbyoI/AAAAAAAAABk/EkdrlE4efUU/s320/pic0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105838907646003842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Lettermen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Donny Osmond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peter Pace-&lt;/span&gt;NATO General, Joint Chiefs of Staff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tiger Woods&lt;br /&gt;Gary Player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wayne Gretzky&lt;br /&gt;Cheech Marin, Gary Valentine, George Lopez, Catherine Bell, Josh Kelley, Ben Wright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtuWAEKbypI/AAAAAAAAABs/5eM9hKNqJ3I/s1600-h/119_1930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 137px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtuWAEKbypI/AAAAAAAAABs/5eM9hKNqJ3I/s320/119_1930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105839530416261778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-7651051376001245754?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/7651051376001245754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=7651051376001245754' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/7651051376001245754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/7651051376001245754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-battery-went-dead.html' title='My Battery Went Dead...'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RtuU30KbymI/AAAAAAAAABU/oiFqO_ih_io/s72-c/47b6d606b3127cce98549b52c1e300000017108AZsXDJu2bOT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-1845164924204935154</id><published>2007-08-12T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T15:24:14.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Tour de France</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/Rr9Ypzuf8kI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yvNs2Ir5SH8/s1600-h/tour_of_california_stage_4_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/Rr9Ypzuf8kI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yvNs2Ir5SH8/s320/tour_of_california_stage_4_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097890778489811522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ahhh, the Tour de France!  The greatest month in the world of cyclists is always July when we sit down and finally get 3 weeks of non-stop cycling on television.  We cheer for our favorite riders and teams-if your an American, probably Team Discovery (the only "American sponsored Team") and have memories of "The One" and all his splendor-Lance Armstrong.  No doubt about it, it is an amazing athletic event.  Cycling over 2,000 miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; in 3 weeks is incredible.  I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; really don't think you get a true appreciation for the event and/or cyclists in general until you saddle up yourself.  I can attest to this, my longest ride to date is 50 miles and after the 3 and 1/2 hours in the saddle I came home ready to sleep for the next week!  I have to respect the riders who ride at an average of 25 mph for 3 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of Course I have a favorite rider...George Hincapie, super domestic of Team Discovery.  He was there for all 7 of Lance's Tour wins and continues to be an extremely strong force and leader for the Team.  His cool laid back demeanor makes him easy to be liked.  He actually lives in Greenville-next month he is breaking ground on an "endurance community" for endurance athletes.  Also during the first weekend in Se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;pt.  he will be in the US pro championships in Greenville defending his title.  A few of the rides I go on take you right past his endurance community, and he is going to incorporate some of the rides into it.  I've had the cool opportunity to see George riding around Greenville 3 times.  One of which I was also on a bike and pulled up next to him at a red light on Old Buncombe road.  I immediately peed in my pants, introduced myself, shook his hand, and then called all my cycling friends to tell them the news-which was about 3 people!  Def, the best ride I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I know what you are thinking...Cycling is stupid...everybody is on drugs.  Seems that way doesn't it?  Which is a sad realization in just about every sport we cheer for and watch on a daily basis:  Baseball.  Check.  Football.  Check.  Cycling.  Check.  Basketball.  I'm going to check that one.  Tennis.  Check-well, maybe not tennis, but who knows!  The "drugs" in cycling is referred to as "blood-doping".  I'm not very familiar with exactly how its done but more or less it is drawing your blood, freezing it, and inserting it back into your body.  It helps with the O2 level in your blood, making it easier for endurance athletes to perform.  I'm pretty sure that is a simple definition of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me sick to realize people, such as Hincapie, who usually finish far back in the Tour de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; France may never get a shot to win it because of all the cheaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Lance Armstrong...there's been so much debate over him, I feel bad for the guy.  But he has had over 100 clean drug tests, so until something crazy comes up that says DRUGS!!! I'm supporting the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am partial to Team Discovery.  Really, I have only been into cycling for about a year when my amazing girlfriend, Ashley, introduced me to the Tour.  Her dad is an avid rider, and shortly after I bought my first bike and fell in love with it.  ...But, Team Discovery (previously Team US Postal Service) was the home of Lance Armstrong, the greatest cyclist of all time.  The awesome thing about Lance was the path.  Cocky cyclist, cancer victim, cancer survivor, quitter, humbled, determined, incredibly hard worker, 7-time Tour de France Winner.  (A lot of people do not know that Lance pretty much quit cycling shorty after he made his comeback after cancer.)  I believe that he offers a lot for people to learn.  Some of my friends and even my (amazing) Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; object to this statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance pretty much has made it clear that he is not remotely close to being or believing in Christianity.  No doubt, this saddens my heart.  I think if he had an outsiders look on his own life, how close to death he was, how he has been blessed, and the responsibility he has as a cancer survivor-these things could possibly change his life.  It is not my belief that I should shun this man, just because he is not a Christian.  I want to promote the great things that he represents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/Rr9eRzuf8nI/AAAAAAAAABE/7vDTKnb9Uq8/s1600-h/lance+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/Rr9eRzuf8nI/AAAAAAAAABE/7vDTKnb9Uq8/s320/lance+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097896963242717810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  Cancer Research, Never Giving Up, America, Hope, and Determination.  And it is my prayer that while on Earth he will turn to the Lord.  How much more fulfilling his life would be if this were the case.  I recently made a commitment to pray for this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; man-prayer is a powerful thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear my Livestrong band with pride.  I wear it for my family that has survived cancer, my friends that have survived cancer, and the hope that there will one day be a cure for this awful disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-1845164924204935154?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/1845164924204935154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=1845164924204935154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1845164924204935154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/1845164924204935154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2007/08/le-tour-de-france.html' title='Le Tour de France'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/Rr9Ypzuf8kI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yvNs2Ir5SH8/s72-c/tour_of_california_stage_4_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-2548792746965518789</id><published>2007-08-07T16:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T17:36:51.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Africa, Unite!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RrjkXDuf8jI/AAAAAAAAAAk/g3De1Q_tJLY/s1600-h/103_0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RrjkXDuf8jI/AAAAAAAAAAk/g3De1Q_tJLY/s320/103_0337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096074063158178354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know, I spent July 9-19 in Kenya, Africa.  And, I must say, it was the greatest week of my life.  I probably could have told you it was going to be the greatest week, even before I went-and indeed....it was.  It has been tough putting the experience into words.  It really was an "indescribable" experience.  I learned so much on this trip-I'm still trying to process it all.  Isn't is amazing how you go on a trip like this to serve and help others, and you always come back seemingly more blessed yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to start?!  (See I've got a lot of pressure on me right now, My first Blog, My first Entry...I'm sweating right now, j/k)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people of Kenya were amazing.  We served at an orphanage called Tumaini (Hope in Swahili) where we farmed, built fences, and spent time with the orphans and widows.  I realized one day while I was farming at Pastor Phyllis's church that it would be so hard to tell what I had seen in Africa.  How would I put this beautiful, magnificent country into words?  How would I be able to convince people that God was in Africa and I witnessed, saw, and experienced it for myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In America we always hear of Africa being a dark continent, we hear all the stats, we hear all the bad that goes on there.  And there is a whole lot of it.  The AIDS pandemic, starvation, malnutrition, "street children"-who do anything, ANYTHING, to survive another night.  It's more than just the pot-bellied kids you see on TV...it goes beyond that to the 9 year-old who is selling her body for money to support the rest of her family, because she is the head of household.  These things are hard to type, read, and hear, but they are reality on that continent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among all this "bad" is there any good in Africa?  My answer to you is YES, YES there is!!!  Our team had the opportunity to experience Kenyans who, in our eyes, would have nothing.  Yet, they would praise God.  They had such a genuine true faith.  One that a Christian should have.  They praised God during all times, and thanked Him no matter the situation.  How arrogant I have become to think that I could do life on my own.  I've let the things God has intended for me to use to glorify Him get in the way of His will and way for my life.  He may not be asking you or I to sell all our possessions and move to a third-world country.  But He is asking us to glorify Him with what he has so graciously given to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have I missed that?  It took seeing a people that had TRUE joy for me to realize this!  And TRUE joy they had!  I have never danced, sang, and praised God like I did in Kinangop, Kenya.  For some reason, He was so present there, so real.  Have I become so complacent in my Christianity that I forgot what true worship and fellowship feels like here in America?  I guess so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing children share food, when they may not have eaten in days/ hearing Tall John Strong Hope ask us if we had eaten/ Realizing that the people of Tumaini had been praying for us months before we got there/ Witnessing David Kaiuke, a walking miracle, and a hero-go from living on the streets in Kenya, to becoming a college graduate, social worker, and man of God/ Praising the same God in Kenya, as I serve in the USA/ kicking a soccer ball around and talking about Michael Jordan/ seeing children beginning to understand how AIDS is spread (shout out to Kelly!)/ Hearing Daniel say that he was #1 in his class, and being so proud about it!/ Orphans longing for their education so they can have a way out/ Orphans saying they want to be doctors, presidents, pilots, and preachers----All of these things represent the Good in Africa.  It represents the hope that the continent has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until this trip I simply did not realize that God was present and doing mighty things in Africa.  It took listening to Bishop David Thagana who has planted countless churches in 3 or more countries.  It took hearing the testimony of Charles Mulli (Father to the Fatherless).  How the Lord lead his life-from being an orphan, to a millionaire, to having nothing, to creating the Mulli Children's Family Orphanage with over 1200 kids.  It took seeing the other 71 members of our incredible team leaving the country never to be the same again.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/Rrjiejuf8gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7ep1FSoxy3Y/s1600-h/102_0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/Rrjiejuf8gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7ep1FSoxy3Y/s320/102_0249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096071992983941634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider myself one of the lucky ones.  One that God has allowed to see what actually goes on in Africa.  But he has also given me a big responsibility to share what I saw with the world.  To somehow help others to understand this amazing continent.  It's impacted my life beyond what I could have imagined, and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.heartforafrica.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-2548792746965518789?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/2548792746965518789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=2548792746965518789' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/2548792746965518789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/2548792746965518789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2007/08/africa-unite.html' title='Africa, Unite!!'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/RrjkXDuf8jI/AAAAAAAAAAk/g3De1Q_tJLY/s72-c/103_0337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41287710272392311.post-2066453265874551951</id><published>2007-07-31T23:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T23:53:16.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time For Everything...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is my attempt to blog my life for those of you who are interested enough to read!  Actually, I just wanted a website with my name on it so that when I'm famous I'll own the rights to it and not some crazed fan and/or hater!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/41287710272392311-2066453265874551951?l=justinpitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/feeds/2066453265874551951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=41287710272392311&amp;postID=2066453265874551951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/2066453265874551951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/41287710272392311/posts/default/2066453265874551951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justinpitts.blogspot.com/2007/07/first-time-for-everything.html' title='First Time For Everything...'/><author><name>Justin!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08375570563890348022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_myDvCOFYupY/TE8rsoXU6sI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rao_q_hCy_k/S220/Right+near+the+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
