In the last four years, since I first got off the couch and became more active, I have almost always exercised with a buddy. Weights, yoga, running, biking – all with partners. Swimming is the only thing I enjoy doing alone. I have only gone on one bike ride by myself.
I won’t say it’s a fear, but I am very averse to riding alone. It scares me. Ok. So it’s a fear.
Today I overcame that. I rode a strange route in a strange city. Alone.
I rode 12+ miles out from the airport hotel to the Salt Lake Marina then back. Upper 80’s. Strong headwinds on the way back. NO shade anywhere along the route. I was tired and hot when I got back. All my water was gone. But I did it! And I was still smiling. Kind of.
This really is a big deal for me. Especially this week when I would rather stay in bed and hide my head. I’d like to sleep through the next few days. But as Ron said last Saturday to a group of amazing young people, “the best way to honor those we have lost is to LIVE!”
I choose life today. How about you? Will you choose life?