I am the kind of person who doesn’t go through life fearing the possibility or potential of getting bad information that will lower my spirits. It is best to lead life in a way that you confront fears. The easiest path through life may not be the best path through life. If I were to give in to my fears, my life would be nothing but “might-ofs” and “what-ifs” and I would never know what could have been.
I went back through my training log. It was January 2 I got back on my bike, not January 1. Because I had the bike computer, I kept up with the training log. I was expecting to do maybe 6 miles that day and maybe have an average speed of around 10-11 mph. Nope, with a healing lung that labored with each breath and healing broken ribs, I biked 23.11 miles (no hills) with an average speed of 13.52 and an average heart rate of 143 and an average cadence of 76. Maybe these numbers are poor for a racing professional, but I am 56-years-old, will never race, and I was delighted with my ride and my joy in the ride was high.
Because I faced my fears, I was able to keep up the training log. And yes, I was scared to get back on the bike. But on the scale of what is really scary in life, tragedy and extreme sorrow is at the top, and getting back on the bike is just getting back on the bike and way down on the ladder of scary things that can happen to you.
I refuse to let fears rule my life. Nothing is ever as bad as it seems and as I just showed, can be much better than expected.




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