Milk Truck Monday. The kind of day when you feel like you have been run over by a Milk Truck. I think today the rubber is going to meet the road on a project my team has been working on for over a year.
Tuesday-I am going to ride my bike to work for the first time this year. I struggle so much making the commitment to do that the first time.
Wednesday-My last board meeting for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. More to come on that.
Thursday-Irish Snug running with Keegan and Laura.
Friday-Heading up to Keystone for the Blue River Metric Century ride.
Saturday-Riding to honor Trista. Bring on the hills. I love going up the hills. I have complete control of that and I even get to say "On your left" a few times and pass others while I am climbing.
Descending is another story. I feel totally out of control. I don't enjoy it at all. For most people the descent is the rush and for me it brings out fear.
I had an interesting insight this morning.
I crave that feeling of being in control. When I climb, I have control of my pace, my effort, my breathing.
When I descend I have to trust and surrender and that is really hard for me.
Control? Trust and Surrender?
If you risk nothing, then you risk everything-Geena Davis
How do you live your life?
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