I don't like talking about this stuff with my friends--or anyone else for that matter-- because I feel like I'm doing a "Dear Diary" session. I've learned, however, that turning inwards isn't just unhealthy but it can also alienate those I care deeply for. Although biking isn't necessarily the holy grail or silver bullet for fixing these matters, it can help, if even for a brief moment. Mix in some cool people who are also on two wheels and healing can sometimes naturally begin.
|Last Sunday's group ride|
|I had to introduce a new friend to the goats|
One thing that was brought to my attention, although I was already very much aware of it, was that I was falling into a slippery slope of living life as if it were a checklist. When I'm overly tired, this is a natural tendency for me. Maybe it's the inner wilderness guide going into survival mode or maybe it's just that pesky "type A" personality, but it's a bad habit I lean towards. Get through the winter riding season--check, start training for gravel season--check, finish Dairy Roubaix without killing myself--check, sign up for RW24--check, finish Almanzo--check...and so it went. Yes, I was/am reliable and yes, my friends could always count on me, but was I having fun?
|Nate showing off his new cycling attire|
As I promised a friend this weekend, I will force myself to pause and appreciate the amazing things around me more often. I will take the scent of lilacs in bloom into my lungs as I ride past them. I will slow my pace to watch the fawns in the near by prairies. I will listen to the frogs in the numerous ponds I ride by and I will laugh at the hilarious sock clothing choices my friends choose to wear for our weekly rides. Essentially, I will reintroduce myself to child within.
|Watching the full moon rise over the lake with a good friend|