Cycling Musings

Happy 4th of July!!

I woke up this morning and thought, “What better way to celebrate Independence Day than to go on a bike ride on this lovely, sunny, Colorado morning?” Occasionally (okay, usually) when I get a great idea, I don’t necessarily think through all the logistics, but once my heart is set on something I’ve just got to do it!

Things I didn’t think through:

  1. My bike was in three pieces – When my family gathered in Kansas City for Memorial Day, my dad brought my bike. However, he took the wheels off so it would fit more easily in the car. No problem! I’m the daughter of a man who can fix and build anything! Thirty minutes later my bike was in one piece again. I was feeling pretty great at this point.
  2. There is no oxygen in Colorado Springs – Okay. There is, in fact, oxygen here, but it is in very short supply! I’ve lived here for 3 months now and I consider myself acclimated and in decent shape. I no longer get winded after walking up a flight of stairs! However, nothing could have prepared my poor Midwestern lungs for the battle of cycling at 6,000 feet above sea level.
  3. Mountains – I suppose people who are from mountainous areas would call what I biked up ‘hills’. These were no small hills, my friends! Let us recall the land from which I hail – IOWA. There are not hills in Iowa. Well, there are a few, but it’s like comparing bunny slopes to a black diamond in the skiing/snowboarding world. I’ve never biked in first gear so much in all my life.

Even though I faced many challenges, I powered through and had a glorious bike ride. Let this be a testimony to the resilience and determination of human beings! Somehow, this experience caused me to think about the founding fathers of this nation. Did they think through all the challenges they would face in their fight for freedom? Did they carefully count the cost before stepping into the unknown? I’m sure they had some sense of what it would take to gain independence. Yet, I am also quite certain their hunger for something better enabled them to look past all the looming obstacles and to keep their hope alive, even during the darkest days. We all need something worth living and dying for. What keeps you moving, picks you up when you fall down and keeps the flame of hope alive in your soul?

If you don’t know, I suggest you take some time to figure it out!

 

xx

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