Working on the plan of living life...everyday.

Choices....

Would we make them if we knew the outcome? That's what so incredible about who we are. The choices we make form all that we are. I lay on my bed listening to my music and think of my day. It was a tough one, but I made a choice to work a full work week. Funny how money can be an inspiring aspect when I'd like to buy an entrance fee to a Triathlon. I just do what we all do and that is work hard.

I look forward to my ride tomorrow, longing for nothing but challenges that surpass those I encounter in my everyday life. For me the aspect of choosing to challenge myself doing what I love to do. If I got so tired I'd smile and say, it was my choice to suffer. Call it crazy yeh, I suppose you can do that. Bottom line I really don't care.

Like my my favorite Limp Bizkit songs, The One , there is a fav verse I love to sing....
I believe that you and me we could be so happy and free inside a world of misery...
What do you think? We could give it a try...if we never try you will never know.

I am so happy to have the ability to see things in a possible manner. I have gone through many trials in life and love. I know what I love and one thong is certain for me and an unchanging constant.... it is the feeling of being on my bike. The sensations you get with the roads you choose make you feel like there is some sort of control and freedom to be me. As a cyclist/triathlete I find that my loyalty is towards riding. I have had differences with my friends as to what type of riding is more superior. I just say that any aspect of being on a bike is rewarding. There areno comparisons.... and will defend my stance on that subject.

I think my brothers first bike, a yellow Schwinn with a banana seat was the best.... I rode it more than he did.... in fact I had asked for a bike first. Remembering my learning to ride my bike, my first good crash into a car at age 7... it was parked. A nice old man carried le home. Come to think, maybe he wasn't old really (you know how everyone is old when you are a kid). Lol! Ah... oh yeah, riding downhill in an alleyway over a makeshift ramp my brothers and I would put together. Cool memories... choices that help form what I am... daring I say? Maybe... life is once.