Allow yourself to settle and relax your body,
Breathe,
And sink into the natural rhythm of your breath.
A goal tends to come in pieces,
One determined choice after another,
Just as we live our lives day by day,
We go after what we want the same way.
The key is to just keep moving,
To pedal with all of your might,
Keep those feet in steady motion and the larger aim clearly in sight,
Though your legs will regularly complain and the sweat will roll in your eyes.
If you give in to the voice that wants to quit,
The prize you seek soon evaporates.
You'll have to steer around the bumps and veer away from things in your path,
Sometimes there'll be a detour or a shutdown you can't bypass.
Some days the wind blows hard and long directly in your face,
Other days the sun saps all your strength,
Making you think you can't go on,
Angry clouds may threaten you,
Promising to drench your plans,
And tiny bugs land on your face,
Making breath even harder to come by.
But all of this is par for the course,
It comes with the decision to ride,
And nothing you'll meet along the way is a reason to change your mind.
The best part is when you hit your stride,
When you cruise through the curves like a pro,
When you suddenly feel like you could ride forever,
And you finally feel in flow.
You won't feel like that indefinitely,
Fatigue will certainly return,
But for a little while you'll be in the flow,
Body and mind,
Like one brilliant machine,
That's when your goals start to feel manageable,
Like something you can easily achieve,
And even if your confidence fades just a bit,
You know you can live your dreams.
Once you reach the top of the hill,
No matter how many remain,
Your spirit decides you have it in you,
And you can do it all over again.
Just take a breath and listen in to know that you're plugged into truth,
Instead of dismissing that inner voice,
Start planning to take that next hill.
And just like bike riding always returns,
No matter how long you've been away,
Your dreams don't ever give up on you,
Always shining when you look their way,
For the you who finishes the journey will be different than the one you know now,
You'll have struggled and learned and proven yourself,
Fighting the odds to see your way through,
If your mind starts to ask questions,
If it suddenly makes you have doubts,
Gently remind it,
Your feet are in charge,
That they'll decide if you set out,
Your mind so often will fool you and steer you away from what's best,
You can rely on muscle memory to guide you along on your quest,
Your mind will join in for the ride,
As soon as your body starts moving,
It just needs the push from your feet to launch you towards all of your yearnings,
You have to keep moving,
You have to see it through,
Quitting breaks the spirit,
So hang on for a brand new view,
You'll see a new you in the mirror,
You'll see most things differently,
Most of all,
You'll see hope on the horizon,
And find joy in all you see,
You have what you need to get there,
You have what it takes to push through,
You were born with the strength to finish the ride,
And the wisdom to enjoy it too.
Namaste.
Beautiful.
