25March2016

Sometimes, I get very tired. I think this idea eludes those who see me constantly on my bike. They think, "oh, I could never do what you do [commuting 20 miles each way to work]." The humbling reality for me is that, quite simply, if I didn't have to, I probably wouldn't. Not because I don't want to, but I, just like most other people, look for the path of least resistance (i.e., a car).

Don't get me wrong: I do love riding my bike. Some days, however, I don't feel the same drive to ride my bike as I do on other days. The idea just doesn't appeal to me.

A very wise man once wrote (and I'm paraphrasing) that you cannot build your weapons for war in the trenches--you will be killed instantly. You have to take the necessary time to prepare in advance, in order that you will be ready for the Day.

At the end of each day, I often find myself sitting in the couch. Then, I catch a glimpse of my dirt-tattered Surly Pugsley and a sense of accomplishment fulfills me. 

What you should do is not always what you want to do, but it is always the best to do in the end.