The speedometer on my bike reads 32 mph as I skyrocket downhill. The speed is exhilarating as my adrenaline pumped body surrenders to the rush of air and unbridled momentum.
“If you fell right now it would be so bad…” my brain warns.
“But this feels amazing!” I fight back
“And you know you’re going to have to go back up this hill on the return” it taunts.
I’ll deal with that later” I retort. “Can you please sit back, relax and enjoy the ride?”
More often than not, my workouts gift me with life lessons, presenting not only mirrors to current stresses, but answers and solutions. It’s really a blessing in disguise.
I have been haunted by a lot of “what ifs” lately.
What if I have to climb a hill?
Then I’ll switch gears and pedal until I finally get to the top.
What if I fall?
Then I’ll get back up.
What if I can’t keep up?
Then I’m strong enough to go it alone.
My finding is that if I just keep going eventually I hit that even road to sail on. Sometimes I come across someone to draft behind, or I get the push of a tailwind. Sometimes I fly downhill and get to stop peddling all together, and often I stop and just take in the beauty that the day presents.
I’m beginning to understand how important this minute is- right now; and that it’s all a part of enjoying the ride.