Simplicity

You know, there are those folks who can hop on a chunky-tire bike and zip from A to B without breaking a sweat. They’re just cruising along, wind in their hair, grinning like they’ve got a secret. Then you’ve got the worrywarts, obsessing over every little thing. “Is my tire pumped to the perfect PSI?” “What’s that creaking—oh no, am I losing the pack?” Not that I’m throwing shade at either type of rider. Each to their own, right? But let’s take a moment to think about how this bike tale mirrors the rollercoaster we call life.

*Please note that the fat bike model in this post is a paid professional and in no way represents the second person I mentioned above.

For some reason I am not completing my usual chores which I have been able to pull off in the past during my life. Is it age? I don’t know. I used to pull off blogging, taking photos, and racing with relative ease. At least I think. Lately it is all I can do to get a blog out let alone brush my teeth and exercise. Am I fretting over the details now? I find stressfully situations much more organized and easy then real world living. Or shall I say times when your forced to be the rider that stays focused.

Yea, so you’re in the thick of a blizzard, battling the elements on your trusty fat bike. Suddenly, it hits you—the snow’s stacking up quicker than likes on a viral cat video, and you might just have to bail on your two-wheeled steed and hoof it. There you are, a soggy mix of sweat and melted snow, teeth chattering like you’re trying to Morse code your way out of this. But hey, life’s got a funny way of simplifying things, doesn’t it? Keep pushing forward, one foot in front of the other. It’s like assembling furniture without the manual—it somehow just works out, right?