Chasing the Sun
Trying my best to keep my priorities aligned by putting family before cycling, it requires a lot of early morning or late night workouts. Who am I kidding, I'm not one to get up early unless I'm accountable to someone else. So, a lot of post-bedtime rides and runs.
Since the kids chose not to nap yesterday, they ended up with a slightly earlier bedtime, which meant dad could get to the mountain bike trails before dark to get a fast lap in and spend some time on top of Derby Hill reflecting on the week and weekend before catching a long urban ride home.
This ride represented what I feel like life is a bit like these days. Days full of work, family and household responsibilities while dreaming of doing something that brings you renewal and joy. Taking every chance you can squeeze in any activity that gets you out of the house and on your own to sweat, feel your limitations, and to quiet life to a singular, repetitive task, while trying not to miss the beauty around you.
After a sprint to the trail, a quick lap, and a moment of recovery, I rode back up to the top of a hill in the middle of the trail in an effort to see the sun dip below the horizon and cast a full array of colors within the cloud cover.
The ride was amazing, but the reminder that sitting on top of this hill was what I needed more than the ride was humbling. Last night was a realization that how you finish your day or week is just as important as how you begin it.