The second half was a bit unexpected. I didn't anticipate there being so many stinkin' hills on the course I mapped out. (never traveled the course I took). Nor did I anticipate the freezing winds I was riding into while climbing those hills. As I was trucking up the longest hill ever I just needed to grunt and groan a bit. I was listening to General Conference on my ipod so my mind kept going over various spiritual analogies to the hills and wind I was working through. There were a lot of analogies.
By the time I arrived home I was so cold I didn't do the last two mile run, I could hardly walk I was so cold from biking into the chilly wind. So I have now started going to cycling classes, these classes push me further then just going it alone on the bike in the gym. Today was especially a difficult class. The serious biker next to me was wearing all the avid biker gear. The decal shirt, padded crotch spandex shorts, clip shoes , special water bottle. And if all that didn't give him away the long rat tail down the back really finished off his biker look. I kept looking over and noticing his RPM's, they were unreal. I couldn't help but sarcastically ask him "You don't bike much, do you?" He told me he used to bike over 10,000 miles a year. "Oh is that all" I responded.
Anyhow the point to all this is that once again in class today I just had to grunt and groan a bit, it helped me get through it. And in life sometimes you just gotta grunt and groan through some parts and when that part is over you are grateful you did it. And through it all Christ helps us learn how to be grateful during the grunt and groan moments. So grateful for the Savior!
4 comments:
Hey, thank you for your analogy.
I'm at that point, grunting and moaning and I feel awful that I'm doing it because I kind of know better... but sometimes you've got to do what you've got to do and soon it will be over.
Thank you for sharing!
Good analogy! I feel I have gotten so much spiritual and mental strength from vigorous exercise - it can be a great teacher!
I like how we went from grunting and groaning on a bike to the Savior, but I totally get it! ;-) I remember thinking of probably all the same analogies (there *are* a lot of them!) as a missionary biking up and down crazy hills in the freezing cold weather in a skirt and bike helmut no less!! Way to go, Kerrie! You rock!
hey!! I didnt know you blogged. Good post, lovely family!
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