I can’t complain. My son Mark has season tickets to the Broncos, and he takes me to a couple of games a year. Sunday we actually saw the Broncos defeat the Packers…barely. The weather was perfect, 72 degrees, no wind, and, as I say, the Broncos won!

But I’m worn out. I didn’t mind the 1.25-mile walk from the car to the top of the stadium. I enjoy the exercise. On the top level, we each picked up a brat and a coke. All we had to do was walk to our seats, section 509, row 28.

28 rows up from where we enter the seating area. Two steps per row. A VERY steep climb, and I’m carrying a brat and a coke. No problem…

Actually, it’s no problem for my son, who, as I think about it the next day, is the U.S. #1 stair racer. He runs stairs for fun. And when he runs a race in Bronco stadium, up and down all the way around, he wins.

Me, I’m in pretty good shape for a 76-year-old. Not quite the same. I made it, but I’m moving very slowly, head down, watching the steps and monitoring the row numbers. I can’t use the handrail (remember the brat and the coke?). I did the climb twice, once when we arrived and another after a bathroom break, and I’ve lived to tell about it.

Lesson learned? If you can help it, don’t let your elite athlete son choose the stadium seats! Actually, he suggested that next year he would try to get something only a few rows up from that high entrance. That would be more civilized.

Have you not known? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He does not faint or grow weary; his understanding is unsearchable. He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength… They who wait for the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint. (Isaiah 40.28 – 31, ESV)