In the old days when I was a teenager — you know, the simple days when dinosaurs roamed etc, and Tipper Gore warned us of the evil of Twisted Sister — my next door neighbor and best friend “Kim” was an avid runner. We were having one of those deep talks that teens have and she told me, “Running is everything to me. It’s my daily religion. It’s my addiction. I cannot imagine life without running. If something happened to my legs life would be over. You know what I mean, right?“
I was a talented runner and Kim’s running partner, but no, I had no idea what she talked about. But Kim’s my best friend, and she’s very pretty, so of course I nodded with enthusiasm. “Oh yeah, I know exactly what you mean.”
It’s now 20 years later and Kim still runs marathons and charity 10Ks in the Puget Sound area, while I’ve completely given up running. But I now understand what she meant back in 1983, because cycling is my daily meditation, my addiction, my drug. I’ve thought about what would happen if something were to happen to my legs that kept me off of my bike and it’s difficult for me to picture.
I’m thankful that I have the health and physical and mental capability to ride a bike. I’ve thought about all of the accidental and random circumstances that combined to make me enthusiastic about cycling — when I got a Schwinn LeTour for Christmas in 1981 and rode a criterium (in cutoff corduroys) the next summer. Kim (she’s very pretty) started riding a bike — her dad’s white Fuji 10 speed — after a knee injury, so of course I had ride too. I met enthusiastic cyclists when I got into college and discovered centuries. All of this and more combined to make me the cyclist I am today.
I’m thankful for more than that, of course — for my wife and children. I’m thankful I’m gainfully employed, and I’m thankful for a four day weekend. I’m thankful also for my friends, many of whom I’ve met (both virtually and in the flesh) through this blog and yours. I’m thankful for the wider perspectives the medium of Web 2.0 brings to me.
Tough times are ahead, but I hope to maintain my perspective on the things that really matter. Happy Thanksgiving, all!