Sunday, February 21, 2010

Post stress syndrome

It’s been a weird year so far. We have posted lower temps than usual around here, and the 9 or so inches that we got last month was the most accumulation we have seen here in a decade. The freezing temps have messed with my brain a bit. I haven’t been blogging, I haven’t enjoyed post ride drinks at Cogan’s since the rides kept getting cancelled, and I when I heard that Freedom Park closed after the storm, I started to think I would never ride again. We had to cancel our Superbowl mountain bike weekend, and I even got a charley horse style cramp one night after a maddening hour on an indoor trainer. I never get cramps even after several hours on the bike outside. Weird and kinda depressing.

I have to get something off my chest even as morbid as it may sound. I started thinking about what would happen if I could never ride again (e.g., injury), and I concluded that if it all folded tomorrow, I am happy with the years that the bike has given me. I may have even prayed a time or two in the past few weeks about how grateful I am for the lifetime of experiences, challenges and friendships I have gained from the bike. I am like so many others who have a passion for something, and I have passed that tipping point that one reaches (at middle age perhaps) when one can say, I’ve got something very important out of my system, and every day I get to continue enjoying my passion is a true gift because I have been given far more than I ever deserved.

I can think of nothing more profound to say other than I have never been so happy to see my cycling comrades as I was this weekend. Saturday, the Conte’s Laskin road ride resumed after the only 4 week hiatus the ride has ever had, and Sunday lots of us met at Freedom Park on Sunday for some great dirt miles.


Anonymous said...

I totally agree, I was happy to see everyone again to share something we like doing! Carol

Anonymous said...

4 week hiatus? Some of us (not so many) missed maybe 2 before Saturday.

Liz Schleeper said...

Your name must be Tim :) If you only missed 2 Saturdays, by my calculations you did at least one ride in significant precipitation. My deepest respect!

SpeedyChix said...

Liz, great to read re the lifetime and cycling. There are things and times in life that put it all into perspective. Being able to ride each day is a remarkable gift. Even being here each day.

Glad you all made it through some of the strangest weather in ages.