It’s time to ride again, figuratively.
There’s nothing more important in life than Jessie, family,
friends and of course my own mental health. If it’s one thing I have, it’s that
I’m a very optimistic person. That has changed over the last few months, I’ve
become detached from everyone, not riding my bike and very pessimistic. My
friends became worried, Jessie sure isn’t stoked about it and with her headed
up to WI I was able to spend some time reflecting.
I was trying to be someone I’m not.
We all have different priorities and goals in life. Everyone
is different. Some people have kids, responsibilities, houses, cars… financial burden
anyone? Not to mention the mental strain these things provide. Going to school
was never a means to climb the corporate ladder. My goal was to become
educated, a purely intrinsic reward that many of my professors picked up on. We
don’t have a house, I’m driving my last car for a while and after she dies we’ll
be a one car family. Kids are on the back burner; adoption isn’t out of the
question, maybe later in life. I would like someday to have a little bit of
land and a small home on it were Jessie and I can have Whiner Dog sanctuary.
Dreamer.
Yeah, that’s what I am and you know what, Jessie loves that.
Life is way too damn short to be not happy. I’m headed back to the bike shop. I haven’t worked
at one for about 13 years. I was the youngest Service Manager at Eriks at the
age 19. I’m I excited about making less than I did back then? Yes. Which is
funny kind of, but it's true. I’ll also be spending some time working on
cyclecrossisstupid.com, spending time with Jessie and riding my bike.
"Living the dream"
I’ve lived a great life. Have seen and experienced many
things. Things people dream about. Maybe by this time next year Jessie and I
will be camping around the US while she’s on summer break.
That sounds like a good plan to start formulating.
Fuck it, let’s just wing it baby.
Quantifying success limits it's capabilities into the box you put it in. Something to think about...
