It starts with an idea…often a very simple one. I’m going to lose a few pounds by riding my bike. I’ll just ride until the pounds come off, or until I get bored with it.
So you get the old, neglected bicycle down from the hook in the garage and ride it for a little while, maybe a week or a month and the pounds come off…or not. You keep riding, though, because cycling makes you feel better. It heals you in ways you can’t quite get your arms around. It’s sort of like quantum physics. You’ve heard of it and you know it’s real but you couldn’t explain it on your best day.
At least I couldn’t explain it. Maybe you can.
As you heal you might find yourself going longer. Now it becomes a game. How far can you go? You track miles and sometimes in the still of night when you think about it you are amazed at how much the simple act of getting on a bicycle has changed you.
You ride in weather conditions that make your friends and colleagues think you’ve lost your mind. Cold? There are fabrics that handle it just fine. Rain? Yep. Snow and ice? Even better.
Time in the saddle is thinking time. When you’re out on the road, the music isn’t blaring in your ears. It’s too dangerous what with all the distracted drivers around you, hurrying to God knows where and doing God knows what while simultaneously trying to pilot a 4,000 pound piece of machinery down a crumbling street that was designed to accommodate 2,000 pound pieces of machinery. The incongruity of it all hits you. This isn’t working.
But it’s working for you for the first time in a long time, and suddenly you realize that this is the way it was meant to be. This is harmony. This is nirvana or whatever you want to call it. This is the way you were meant to move around…
- under your own power
- at your own pace
- in alignment with Mother Nature
- instead of fighting her every step of the way.
When you get to this point, life changes. It’s no longer about losing a few pounds. Now it’s about reordering how you live in pursuit of a really great life. You begin to realize that you have far more control than you have been led to believe you have. You can take your foot off of the gas and they can’t do a bloody thing about it. Nobody is holding it there but you. In fact, if you want to engage in civil disobedience, I can’t think of a better, more productive way to do it than to simply opt out of keeping the pedal to the metal 24/7.
When you redefine how you move, the payoff is quality of life. It is totally unexpected…at least it was for me. But it is real and it is magic unlike anything else I have ever experienced.
Best of all, it’s so easy to make it happen. It’s 100% up to you. All you have to do is get that bike down off the hook in the garage, saddle up and ride it. How far? Until you’re well.
When will that be? You’ll know…