You are cruising along with the wind in your hair, enjoying the beautiful world around you, when, suddenly, you fall off your bike and come crashing to the ground.
“Ouch!” you scream as the other cyclists in your group either swerve to avoid you or stop to look back at the scene which just unfolded.
You lay there momentarily stunned at what just occured. “Am I okay? Anything broken or missing?”, you ask.
As the pain makes it way from the nerves to the brain, you realize you can still move and begin to unclip from the pedals and stand up. Realizing you are okay, you survey the bike, hoping nothing has been scared from contact with the road. Nothing has.
You realize the pothole was hidden and you were the only lucky one to take that particular path along the road. You stand, making sense of what happened as your cycle partners help to get you going again.
Falling off your bike is synonymous with the sudden, life changing moments life throws our way. Losing a job, a friend to suicide, or even just moving to a new, strange place for a fresh start, a shock to the system and normal pace is what makes us better people and triathletes in the end.
2014 for AricInTraining has been a year chocked full of these events. In the end, after every punch has been thrown by life, I am still breathing and still a triathlete. As hard as it is at times to get back on the bike and start pedaling again, it is the way forward. The finish line is waiting and so are my dreams.