Over the weekend, I rode
my road bike for the first time in at least a year. It was both fun and awful.
To get the worst out of
the way, it was awful for all the reasons I stopped riding it. By the second mile, my forearms hurt. They still hurt hours later.
It was fun because riding
bikes in general makes me feel like I’m about nine years old, no cares, grin
plastered to face. I like the wind and the
landscape and the feeling of propelling myself into the future.
The fun part means that I
am even more determined to find a solution to the awful part. If there were no fun part, the answer would
be easy: stop riding the road bike. (I also have a mountain bike, but it is not
as light and fancy and speedy as my Best Road Bike Ever.) I have been approximating my way to the solution
for some time now, so what I learned over the weekend was that I’m not there
yet.
So far, I have tried
expensive bike fitting, supportive wrist and tennis elbow wraps, vitamins,
chiropractic, ice, prayer, yoga, rest, more rest, and a bunch more things. I have more things to try, like new handlebars,
physical therapy, and whatever else I might discover that could work.
The point of this
story? Growth mindset. We don’t get to choose what we have to deal
with. We do get to choose how. I could give up. Instead, I choose to keep working. I am not going to say that there isn’t a
solution. There just isn’t a solution
YET.
We all have recalcitrant
problems. We can all decide that those
problems aren’t going to win. It might
take a while, but we can do it.