Marriage, as it turns out, is really a partnership of two people who enjoy each others company and in some cases even get along...alot, weird right? The other side of this coin is trust. I trust her to be an individual and in being one she allows me to be one also. Once again weird.
What revitalized our life is going off the map, going to Japan, "finding ourselves" in the things we enjoy, she in Yoga and me in all kinds of stuff, therefore we have freshness in our stories when we find time to hang together.
So how does this fit into a cycling blog you ask? Hmmm, could it be trust that allows your partner to be him or herself and in doing so in return you get to spend time cycling a few hours a week which makes you a better person. Then as it keeps going you get to feeling better and the upward cycle drags you to a new place in your marrige.Your happy and revitalized, your partner is happy because your out of the house for a few hours a week and come home full of endorphins, everyone is better off and have fresh prospective on each other. At least that's how it's worked in my life, LUCKY ME!
The wife has been a good partner to me always though, she has not understood all my eccentricities, she has allowed me to delve into them with little restraint...except where good judgment is needed. I won't blow smoke, we are both human and have had our things, but given room we can actually get whatever it is between us straightened out in short order. The wife uses a big stick, works for me.
All kidding aside, married or not there are people in your life you care about and if your not a professional cyclist then there is no excuse to spend every waking moment cycling. You must respect those who love and care for you and spend time with them. In that way you show them you care and in turn you get room to grow in your cycling and they grow in their trust for you. Like I said that's how it works for us and I hope thats how it works for you.
Remember, if I pass you on the road, stop at Peets because your buying!

I hear ya! It doesn't get any better than this! I remember Saturdays when Malcolm and I would pass each other while doing our respected, respective gig - he on his bike and me on foot - we would wave at each other and smile, going in opposite directions. Just one fond memory that makes up a million fond memories...
ReplyDeleteThanks Mark for bringing that memory to mind. It will be Malcolm's six year death anniversary on Wed, the 7th. I'm having a bit of a tough time right now because it makes me sad. I miss him so much. I'm so thankful for the great memories from 'our love story' and I'm happy to know that love stories are still being written - like the one with you and yoga girl! ;-)