|Newsletter - 2013 Archive|
The Human Psyche, Marrying Mr. Bois, and Keeping it Real
Picking up my sons from the ferry terminal at 10:30 p.m., knowing they had worked hard all day, I sheepishly asked if they were able to help out. My heart was warmed as my 18 year old Luke did the work until midnight, while giving me a lesson on how to adjust the brakes if need be. Again though, that stupid voice: “Is a midnight sleep-time appropriate for a brevet? No. “ The other voice replied “Do they ride with sleep deprivation in PBP? Yes.” I woke at 4:30, and went out into the cold morning to see if I would be able to ride on my new tires and brake properly. It felt really good. All right, let’s make porridge and get this show on the road.
Within the first 15 minutes of the ride, I was so happy that I’d made the choice to take off. By fluke, the weather was outstandingly awesome. Getting out and breathing the early morning air while the world is quiet was enough reason for taking off. If you ever doubt a reason to leave the house, just use that one.
I will laugh at how easy a relationship could be. No more intense pressure to keep up. No strain in my being. Ah yes, bliss with Bois.
After he’d seen everyone else off, Mike pumped up my tires and I left on my own. Thanks Mike!
So far as the ride went, I was extremely happy with incremental steps to success. This was my 4th 200 in 1 1/2 years. Things that slowed me down were not training every week with big rides, having that excruciating pain in the 3rd toe, chatting with small shop owners, and ordering fries that were wrapped in massive pieces of newspaper but no carrying mechanism. That was a dumb choice! Things that helped me shed some minutes included having the new tires, being clipped in finally, fine weather, and a super rip-snorting fast pace with my newly-found friend Denise as we bonded across Land’s End road and Highway 17.
The highlight of my Lantern Rouge ride: In the last hour with the pending dusk, I stopped on West Saanich Road to methodically stretch out my leg to bring feeling back to my toe, and felt as if I was being watched. I looked across the road and saw 3 very large horses staring at me with concern and compassion. And then another, with an enormous head and the kindest eyes you ever did see, and then I realized “Oh, you’re a Shetland pony!” And we watched each other for a while, and I realized he wanted some love. I’ve always had a wee fear of horses, but I went over and petted his face for quite some time. It brought the greatest joy to me that this was the finale of my ride. I connected with a horses’ soul! Screw the fast times. This is real stuff, I thought.
I’m organizing the next brevet called “Somewhat Familiar”. Anyone that is doubting themselves and trying to talk themselves out of it had better pick up their socks and come out to keep it real. The personal joy in facing our challenges, and reaping unexpected rewards is the best. See you then.
March 5, 2013