I sit here at work late this evening with nothing really to do. It is just the way IT works. There is a ton of HUAW (Hurry UP And Wait) work. Plus the fact that I am stuck in the office until all of my co-workers finish their work. We only have one rental Mini-Van. Yah, we are rollin’ like pimps for sure in our Kia. I’ve heard it’s the Cadillac of Minivans.
Anyway, I thought I would take this opportunity to write down some thoughts I had a couple weeks ago while running. I often think about why I love doing the things that I am passionate about. I think coordination plays a key role for me.
As Michael will tell you, I was not a coordinated young man. I pretty much had a hard time with any coordination that went beyond hand-eye coordination. Thank God for Clecovision and Nintendo. I will admit that I was quite awkward while growing up.
Keeping this in mind, I took to snow skiing very quickly. I remember the first time my Pops took me to Paoli Peaks. I took a quick lesson on the bunny slope and then I was on my way to a coordinated addiction.
There is something special about being at harmony with your muscle reflexes. Creating that muscle memory is what it takes to become fluid or consistent at sport.
I am not saying that I am coordinated at Mountain Biking but I am definitely more coordinated skiing or mountain biking than I am at walking or running.
Being away from home makes me remember how much I take for granted.
Did anyone ride for me this week?