“So I said to myself, “self.”” “Haste makes waste.” “Don’t
cut your nose to spite your face.”
Those are just a small sampling of Mom’s many sayings; the
combination of school teacher and Jewish mother make for a seemingly endless
supply. One of my favorites though has
got to be:
“Everything happens for a reason.”
I’m not a religious guy; there was a point in my life where
I felt differently (now is not the time or the place), but let’s just say that
life has convinced me otherwise. I do
however like to think that there is ebb and flow to the world. Every yin has its yang. Every action, a reaction. You get the point.
This past weekend the Mrs. and I had flights to head down
south to our former stomping grounds.
After her first semester in grad school (where she learned every bone
and muscle in less than 2 months) and more than seven months at my new job without taking
a day off, our mini vacation was well-deserved.
Alas, Mother Nature would have none of it: our Friday night flight was
canceled due to the rough weather.
We were supposedly re-booked for early Saturday morning but when we got
to the airport we learned that – along with about fifteen others – we were in
fact only on standby.
We have a rule in our family that only one person at a time
can be distressed; the other has to be calm and take care of business. I was beaten to the punch on frustration and
disappointment so I got to work making our alternate plans. After some convincing arguments to Delta and
then to Jet Blue (I will always think twice now about split reservations), I
was able to get re-booked by Delta and received credit for most of the value of
our flights from Jet Blue.
The Silver Lining
In advance of our canceled trip I had removed my saddle,
pedals, and extra aerobars from my bike, and lined up a rental for Sunday’s
long ride. I’ll have to do the same again
so as not to miss a ride, but as luck would have it, there just so happens to
be a race this weekend in Miami: the Key Biscayne Trilogy. I wasted no time signing up and I will join the
action with my fellow Locos on Sunday morning.
I was already pumped to visit Miami but now I have added incentive. Instead of a rental, I have a loaner ride set
up from a fellow Loco (thanks Angela!) and I can’t wait to see what my
increased fitness can do on my old training/racing route.
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