18 November 2008
For what it’s worth.
Posted by nate under: bike; family; friendship .
At some point Lydia got ‘worthless’ and ‘worth it’ confused. So now on the rare occasion that she gets frusrated (that’s me writing sarcastically) she puts her hands against her temples and utters, “It’s worth it.” Our laughter generally doesn’t help the situation and she’s too much like her dad to admit that she wrong no matter how gently we mock/correct her.
Please don’t read too much into my crappy parenting, that’s not what this blog is about.
Last night I had a chance to hang out with my buddies Justin and Jonathan to get a little music business done. Justin has been exercising. I’m proud of Justin. Jodi has known this for days because she gets up to the second updates on all sorts of ephemera via spacebook, the chain letter of the future. Super valuable. Hearing that Justin is exercising is wonderful, not because I was in the least bit worried about his not exercising, but because it benefits me, and I look for that in all things. How does it benefit me? Inspiration, my friend, inspiration.
So I went running today. With new silver running shoes. A blog unto itself.
Then I rode my bike to get stamps and coffee. I ride my bike just about every day, but usually on short rides so I take out my Schwinn Suburban that my friend Deanna gave me. It’s an old beautiful bike, not really made for speed, though it has 5 of them. Jodi has a matching one with a basket. I really love these bikes and they’re great for going to music classes and church and the post office. Fun old bikes. But today I thought I’d take my road bike out. It’s nothing fancy, but it’s nice and I love it and I usually only take it out if I’m going more than 5 miles or up hills. Or both.
So I put on my pro riding gear (good will pants, socks that don’t stay up, flannel shirt, yellow jacket of inspiration, stocking cap that’s all stretched out, and 4 dollar safety goggles from Menards) and took off looking every bit the part of tour de zaster. I haven’t had time to go for a real ride in about a month or so and holy cow, I forgot how much I love this bike! And how fast and smooth it is. Someday I’ll live up to this bike’s potential.
I also forgot how freakin’ cold it was outside. By the time I got to the Post Office I was starting to wonder about the next leg of the journey, but as I pulled up to the bike rack I noticed a bit of graffiti on the side of the post office wall that read, “It’s worth it.”
Sentimental ending: Maybe this time I was the one that had gotten worthless and worth it confused.
Actual ending: Heck yeah!
One Comment so far...
Justin Says:
19 November 2008 at 7:32 am.
This might be my favorite blog post you’ve ever done. I’m glad I’m inspiring (I’m like a yellow jacket). If I were telling the truth, I’d say that I haven’t been able to find a way to run for the past two mornings. But here’s a lie:
I ran three miles today.