Star date, September 16, Two Thousand Thirteen: 1400 Hours.
This is Captain Sandi of the Starship Rhynard…
In my best attempt to slow down and breathe, some days are just too hectic for those introspective and quiet moments.
Over the past 8 weeks, my freelance work has been gaining momentum. I have a wide variety of strategic marketing, writing, and biz development coaching projects keeping me very busy. My clients are each living intentional lives, trying to make a difference in their respective market segments, and they work hard every day to bring home their bacon. It’s fun to be part of their professional growth process. Besides, I get to wear my big girl panties, speak about adult things, and earn some money doing so. It’s pretty amazing stuff!
On another front, my home life is reaching critical mass with two kids in two different school districts (about 30 miles apart), my husband’s job is about 40 miles from home, and my clients are all around town. I drive a carpool twice per week. Add a few extra-curriculars to the mix and it can make for some pretty intense insanity! (read: padded room, straight-jacket) There are days we start at 5 a.m. and are lucky if we are home for our 9 p.m. bed time. Some weeks seem more stressful than others. However, it’s mostly really great opportunities that make up our life. Truly, our cup runneth over.
But the pace… Sometimes the pace is grueling.
So, I mentioned recently that I have a new bike. She’s a Day Six recumbent and I love her very much! My husband has also unleashed a new passion for riding his bike this summer. We recently committed to sneaking out for a “date ride” once per week. Living in Colorado allows us to pick different routes with varying degrees of cardiovascular challenge. Our goal is to ride as fast and furious as we can for about 2 hours. It’s our attempt at brightening the dark days of marriage…
With our heart pumping, blood flowing, hair flying, and bodies sweating, we feel alive, in touch, and connected to each other and our environment. After 21 years of marriage, it provides a new adrenaline rush and we enjoy our time together. I guess you could say that riding allows us to experience “warp speed” on our own terms. Actually, the faster we pedal, the more that times seems to slow down…
As the scenery rushes past in a blur, we sort through our challenges, discuss finances, ponder our faith journey, and negotiate upcoming responsibilities of who needs to be with which kid on what date and when… somehow tackling the madness together, as we pedal as fast as our legs will allow, makes it all seem do-able.
We are in the throws of a hectic life. Just about when I want to holler “beam me up Scottie,” it’s time for our date ride. Somehow going warp speed helps balance out all the madness and gives us the perspective needed to make it through another chaotic week.
As my fingers punch the keyboard to write this blog post, I’m also catching my breath from a 30 mile ride that we just completed…
I guess this is a cliche moment… if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em. Meaning = our best attempt to slow down is to go as fast and as far as we can to catch up…with each other. Hey, I say “Whatever works! Ya simply gotta do, whatcha gotta do!”
How are things spinning in your world?
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