I finally made it back to the trail. After a busy few weeks of the start of school, I was anxious to find my way back for a long ride. My bike would classify in the “oldie but goodie” category. When I turned 40, I explored the possibility of purchasing a new bike. I was advised to keep the one I had. In the words of the bike serviceman, “They don’t make them like this anymore.” He encouraged me to take good care of it and have it serviced throughout the year.
A few weeks ago, I took my Cannondale into the local bike shop. I was once again reminded of the character of my bike as I was greeted with, “This is a great bike…a classic.” I have to admit, it made me smile. I felt like the guy at the car show with a classic mustang.
As I started my ride, I couldn’t help but notice that something felt different. I wasn’t sure if it was the new tires or a freshly created playlist. There were just a few pedestrians and even fewer bikers and it made for a perfect course for speed work. As the music got faster, my pedals joined the beat. It was a great day for a ride.
· Wind in my hair
· Cool temps
· No time frame
As motivated as I felt, my mind was cluttered. I tried to sing along to some of my favorites and pedal faster, but I couldn’t refrain from focusing on the burdens of my people.
· The friend fighting for their marriage
· The student running from their homelife
· The co-worker trying to find their place
What started as a highly motivated time of exercise quickly turned into a place of prayer. While I didn’t solve any of their problems, I found myself lifting their names up to the one that could.
As I loaded my bike on the back of my car, I paused. I am realistic enough to know that those prayers could have just as easily gone up for me at some point in my life.
I was quickly reminded of the words of that young bike serviceman, “Take good care of it and have it serviced often.”
We only have one life.
· Live it.
· Love your people.
· Remember the one that gave it to you.
I have set a goal to ride 45 miles each week throughout the Fall. While there are definite health benefits, today, I clarified that goal to include spending that time to pray for those around me. Lord knows I need someone doing the same for me.