Why Biking is Truly Like Playing Fiddle

Fiddle MusicThis season I have committed to riding my bike 1,500 miles. At this point I’m over the halfway mark at almost 800 miles. I can already feel the difference. I feel stronger both mentally and physically. My legs are taking a nice shape and my muscles are becoming more defined. It feels good.

Yet, there are moments when I’m climbing that I can’t help but feel like I’m actually getting slower. Is this my imagination or has my definition of fast become so yesterday?

This has happened to me a lot through the years with music as well. I get to a point where I’m really feeling good about my technique and my sound. Then all of a sudden it’s like I don’t even know my instrument anymore and no matter how hard I try I can’t even keep the darn thing in tune.

Is it some higher being just reminding me that I’ll never be Lance Armstrong or Liz Carroll. Or is it just the trials and tribulations of working hard to be good at what you love. Either way, I just keep pushing through. I give myself some leeway to ride slow and play badly knowing that tomorrow is a new day.

4 thoughts on “Why Biking is Truly Like Playing Fiddle

  1. There are two sides to every challenge, The superstars exist constantly in the realm of excellence , we mortals only occasionally touch the edge of excellence but when we do it is pure joy. That one pure hit golf ball in a round keeps the weekend warrior coming back, hoping with practice and effort there will be three or four pure hits. With patience, practice, and perseverance, most improve and rise to their level of excellence.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.