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As many of you know, I'm a cyclist, for many years it consumed much of my life... And while it no longer consumes as much, it's still a part of me. And some of you may also know that Le Tour De France started this past weekend. Not everyone can endure watching a bike race on the TV. No problem, I understand, until you've ridden in a pack of 100 guys going 45 mph, it's tough to understand. That's not what this post is about though. Instead, it's about something that can so easily be learned by watching the tour.
As many of you know, I'm a cyclist, for many years it consumed much of my life... And while it no longer consumes as much, it's still a part of me. And some of you may also know that Le Tour De France started this past weekend. Not everyone can endure watching a bike race on the TV. No problem, I understand, until you've ridden in a pack of 100 guys going 45 mph, it's tough to understand. That's not what this post is about though. Instead, it's about something that can so easily be learned by watching the tour.
For a couple thousand miles, many days and many pain staking moments, "the Tour" is life for this group of almost 200.... Life...
And for us, while we may not be riding thousands of miles over the next 4 weeks or so, we are still living life. The same life that all of these cyclists are living. "So where am I going with this?" you wonder. Some place that is quite easy to understand.
As I watch the race unfold, you can see the pain, the agony that these cyclists endure. Known as the toughest sporting event in the world. Can you imagine the pain of riding 100 miles, with 25 miles to go and a climb that some wouldn't be able to walk up, let alone ride, let alone even more, ride with 100 miles already behind you and to go one step further, ride, with 100 mile behind you today and the many hundred more you've covered in all the previous days??? Imagine what must be going through their minds right?
Now here's the part that we all need to look at.
These guys are living their normal lives. Cycling is what their lives are. You're 70 miles into a 120 mile stage, going 30 miles per hour with 150+ other cyclists around you and you crash. You hit the pavement, sliding along the rough surface tearing up any piece of your body that hits it. Doesn't sound pleasant does it...
Now turn it into your life, your day to day... You're cruising along through a beautiful day. Then, when you least expect it your day takes a turn for the worse, you want to climb under your desk and hide. You just want to make it all go away. But you know what, we can't do that. Or let me rephrase that. We could do that, but what in the world is that going to do for your life???
Instead, we need to do the best thing possible, each and every one of us needs to do what that cyclist who just crashed would do. We need to put the pain aside, the frustration behind us and do our best to let go of what ever just tried to pull us down. We need to pick our selves up, dust our selves off and start all over again...
Why? Because much like that group of cyclists generally isn't going to wait for that rider who just crashed, life isn't going to wait for us.
We need to just know that there will be better moments, brighter days and happier times if we can just power through the rest of today...
(I know these crashes happened at the end of stage 1, but they all need to get back on to finish the day as well as the rest of the tour)
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(I know these crashes happened at the end of stage 1, but they all need to get back on to finish the day as well as the rest of the tour)
To turn off music player, hit pause up on the player itself on the upper right...
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