Tell Me Did the Wind Sweep You Off Your Feet

Pedal therapy is a real thing...something good for the mind, body, heart and soul. Pedal therapy and wind is also a real thing...but I'm pretty sure not so good for the mind, body, heart and soul. The wind has never really been my friend, and as of late, it REALLY has not been my friend. I'm a strong believer in therapy, especially the pedaling sort. I'm just not sure how effective it is when interference is caused by the wind. Wind is bad enough when you are firmly planted on two feet.

With that being said, spring time in Idaho is unpredictable - yet, I am positive that there is a 100% chance of wind every time I ride my bike.

And even though the two don't belong together, somehow the wind has a funny way of gauging the morale on my bike...and on a scale of 1-100, when it is windy, morale comes in about a -347. Yes, negative three hundred and forty seven...and that is being generous. I've cursed the existence of my bike, I've thrown it down and walked away from it, I've cried on the side of the road...but have always got back on...and have pedaled away a little stronger, sometimes a little more defeated, but always a whole lot more satisfied to be moving forward rather than standing still. And I curse the wind the entire time.

And then little things like this happen:

I find super human powers being passed down to me in the form of a well-loved kit...a surprise package from one kick ass dancer to another. The bibs, the jersey, the jacket...they all fit perfectly...and magically deliver powers beyond conscious thought. The kind that purple unicorns are made of.

and...

Morale has suddenly increased. The wind is a little less fierce. The tears are fewer. And the kick ass has been turned up a notch!

From this small in-between moment of mine, I am reminded that when we do what is necessary....take a nap, build a bridge, get mad, laugh, cry, get a "new to you" kit...getting over it becomes a piece of cake!

To all of you cheering me on from the sidelines:
Your support and love seriously keeps the kick ass turned on! Thank you so much for caring and sharing with me. Thanks for believing in me when I have temporarily misplaced the belief in myself. Thank you for being a part of my getting over it journey!