Learning the hard way
Sometimes I can be stubborn. When the universe tries to teach me something, I believe that it keeps trying until that lesson sinks in.
I had something shiny, fast, fun and reliable taken from me today.
It sucks and it’s not even the first time I’ve had a bike stolen.
When I walked out of work to find my bike gone, I started reacting as I have in the past — getting angry, tears welling up, feeling sorry for myself, looking around suspiciously, and wanting answers to my many questions.
But what I didn’t expect was to feel something new.
Gratitude.
I have another bike to ride.
I have my health, good friends and an amazing husband.
I have a job and a family that loves me.
What I don’t have anymore is a road bike and while she will be missed (she was my first roadie, after all), I won’t forget her. I completed two triathlons with her and she helped me to realize that going fast could be fun. You can take away the bike, but you can’t take away the love I have for riding a bike.
Fortunately, I have research on my side with this one.
Lesson # 15,934:
You shouldn’t let your possessions possess you.
And, in happier biking news, check out a bicycle-sharing program that sounds awesome and will hopefully be coming to a town near you soon!
Imagine that…sharing bikes instead of stealing them.
[updated 4.26--I had to take that b-cycle video down because it automatically started without anyone pushing play. Sorry for the annoyance. But go check out the video on their site!]
