The other day I did pretty hilly bike ride, with a crazy friend of mine....I mean that as a term of endearment :) I used to ride all the time. It was my favorite thing, over running, over hiking, & for sure over swimming. Now I don't get on the bike so much. The funny thing I've noticed since I haven't been in the saddle so often is, I am afraid now. When I am flying down a hill, I'm riding my brakes like a mad women, picturing my front wheel going out from under me, & me eating it big time. I came to the conclusion I would feel better if I could ride wearing a mouth guard, & hockey goalie mask. I've thought about this(as you have a lot of time to ponder on long rides), that cycling is a lot like my life to me....when I am going up something really hard & steep, I am sometimes grumbling, usually cussing a little, praying for strength, feeling thankful that I have a healthy body & am able to do it. Then I get through that, & the dreaded downhill comes....most people enjoy this part, by the way. I however, have issues. I feel like I am holding on for dear life, tense, so scared I will wipe out. It's only the rare times I actually surrender it all, tell myself that whatever happens happens, that I feel peace, & start to somewhat enjoy that part of the ride. So I guess what I am saying here is I need more downhills, where I loosen my grasp, & realize that God is in control no matter what....but maybe the mask wouldn't hurt.
We are already mid-way through October, so I shall show some pics of some things we've been doing lately.
|Made for Day of the Dead|
|Little Birthday gift for a friend|