Are the thoughts really hiding, afraid of exposure? Sometimes the answer is yes. Sometimes the thought that works it's way through the grey matter is a thought I would rather not examine, would rather not entertain. Today, a song lyric about God pushed me to delve into my living out aspects of my faith. Today, Sunday, found me cycling on the lake front in Chicago instead of attending church services. This is probably the 4th week in a row where I was "otherwise occupied" and was "not able to attend" services. For two of them I was in a predominantly Muslim country so I have a reason I can justify as valid. The others, well, that would be a litany of excuses and, as my sister often says, excuses are the nails in the coffin of failure.
More often than not, the thoughts are fleeting, ephemeral musings I would like to develop in a blog but they disappear as fast as footsteps in the wet sand on the shore of the Aegean Sea. I had a bunch of these today as I do every time I go out for long bicycle ride. Unfortunately, I did not want to stop my ride to log the ideas in my iPhone. If I did stop to capture every one I would go half as far in twice the time. Still, at the end of the ride, I could kick myself for not recording at least a few of them. But, I do ride for other reasons than to allow my mind space to wander.
A big reason I took up cycling is for the health benefit. Heart disease runs in my family. It took my paternal Grandfather when he was in his 40s and resulted in my dad having a quad bypass in his early 50s. Them having the heart disease gene does not necessarily mean it was passed on to me but I would rather be safe than wake up one day having a premature conversation with Saint Peter at the pearly gates. Also, I added a few kilos to my weight from last summer and need the exercise to reduce the tire around my midsection so I can fit into my clothes again.
I guess, the best thing about riding is the physical travel and mental travel, is the discovery that comes from not always knowing where I will go on the journey, is not always knowing which road (or trail) I will take on any given day and never knowing which events will trigger a journey of the mind. It's the discovery of the places I can go physically and in my imagination.
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