Bike riding is like life

Bike Riding is like life?

I have enjoyed bike riding since I quite young, I am not sure but my first two-wheeler was when I was living in Quesnel, and I will guess I was 6 or 7 years old.

The bike was a bit large for me and I got on and off at first by climbing some steps at my home and climbing on, then pushing off and wobbled until I got up some speed.  That was a bit of problem, as you might imagine, because if I stopped anytime, I had to find something to climb up on to get back in the saddle, so to speak.

As I recall, the newspaper boy, who was also a neighbour, taught me to get on my bike like you saddle a horse.  I would place my left foot on the pedal, push off and swing my leg over. At first there were some falls, and this is why I say life is like bike riding.

In life, most of us has experienced some spills, it’s a normal part of life. When I was teaching my son to ride a bike, I told him – Everyone falls down on a bike 50 times, so when you fall, just cross it off the fifty and get back on.”  I have never heard him complain about falls, and he is an excellent rider.

 

This morning I went for my morning ride. My little city is nestled between two lakes, Okanagan and Skaha lakes, and so I rode north to the farthest lake, about a relaxed 20 minute ride, zigzagged about a little and rode along the lakefront and then headed south to Skaha lake by riding down the opposite side of the valley.

As I rode past a church this morning it had a sign out front that read “ Conflict is unavoidable, Combat is optional”.

As I kept on going south and eventually rode along Skaha lake I wondered if perhaps this was a thought I could share with my kind readers.

Perhaps if life is like cycling,  then those conflicts which are part of cycling are unavoidable and are almost to be expected, and then forgotten about. Some of our falls will be quickly forgotten, some may result in road rash, and picking gravel out and wearing a bandage; but those also heal and in time seldomly recalled.  

Now here I am uncertain what the metaphor for combat should be. Your ideas are welcome, I think it might be if we should try to react to life’s expected falls with grace, and not expect our lives to be bump free and all smooth sailing. Instead our response to the odd spills needs to be accepting, not a violent reaction. 

We all fall and we need to pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, check for serious damage and go forward and enjoy the rest of our ride. We never know when it will be our last chance to enjoy the breezes on our faces.

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August 3, 2019 – Skaha Lake

 

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About dfolstad58

I live in the South Okanagan. BC. I enjoy reading, exercise, toastmasters. spending time with my son, my daughter, & her husband , and my patient wife. I try to respond personally to every comment on my blog, and in this way I hope to get to know my readers a little bit and say thank you for their encouragement and suggestions.
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10 Responses to Bike riding is like life

  1. I love the metaphor.

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  2. Thanks Dave. I always get a little feeling of peace from your posts. We need it today in America. Again.

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  3. If only world leaders could ride a bike past your church and read the sign!

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  4. I think most people try to avoid fighting. At times, though, combat isn’t optional if someone is determined to be hostile, threatening and belligerent. At those times, we have to fight back, unfortunately. Good metaphor though.

    Love the Skaha photo from yesterday – you were out pretty early before the beach became crowded.

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    • dfolstad58 says:

      I concur. There are times when conflict is thrust on us, and there’s an element of the population that seems to seek out conflict.
      I was at Skaha today, it was so busy being the August long weekend. Thank you for taking the time.

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  5. Beautiful concluding sentiments. They speak to my situation now with a very difficult roommate who has cancer but even so is verbally abusive. If I were on the street and sometime yelled at me like he has just for turning the AC down two degrees (F), an average person might punch his lights out. It’s very stessful and frankly abusive so I’m moving out. Forgiveness is difficult when someone is so aggressive without cause. He should be in anger management counseling and never get another roommate. I feel sorry for him but simply cannot give a bully more money. I have shirt term place but after that could even be homeless. I’ll risk it because no amount of trauma is worth it.

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    • dfolstad58 says:

      If it’s bad now, it could get much worse. I understand your sympathy but attitude is an individual choice. In contrast a friend of mine died from cancer last week, he stayed positive to the last breath, grateful for his full life, family and all the visits to say goodbye.
      I am glad you are getting out of the blast zone.

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