Power of Receiving Help

Are you asking for help when you need it?

Four of our group,
Made sure I was on route today.

Putting me in “middle” of line,
Waiting at top of hill,
When I walked up.

Power of Perspective

Consider the power in a change of perspective.

I learned that “kill” means “river” in Dutch.
Makes the town name “better to my ear.”

On road at 6:45 a.m.
Attempt to beat-the-heat.

Trail beside Hudson River,
Lovely trees, great views.

Grateful On a Challenging Day

What worked well today for you?

Wise women have taught me:
Notice what went well.
Gratitude such a powerful
Magnet for more.

What worked well:

Whose Help Are You Grateful For

I rode with Susan, MG, & Stan.
Thank goodness! Wonderful help.
Being with folks who read directions well,
Know how to use a GPS on phone,
Got me here without being lost.

Whew, I hate being lost.
That can make me feel panicked.

What’s Something Lovely You Noticed?

For a couple of months,
My total focus — riding miles, gaining strength.
Good results, I am stronger.
Effort well-put.

Riding one day this week,
Passing corn field, I thought…

How Are You Cheering?

​You know those long, steep hills?
In life, or on a bicycle?
They can be Tough!

Grateful For Skilled Action

Seven weeks from June 13 until start of Empire State Ride.

Does it fit to be a
Biking web post?
Gratitude?

How Do You Get Shape Back Into Your Life When it Gets Flat?

Eleven weeks until start of Empire State Ride.

No biking to report.
Unusual week filled with time-consuming appts.

Each important with positive outcome,
Each gulping down time.

What Captured Your Time?

12 weeks until start of Empire State Bike Tour

Not much biking for me this week.
“Living-my-life-happy” events,
Things that come ’round annually,
Were center of attention.

How Did You Connect This Week?

My Birthday!
This weekend I turned 82 years old.

With that, a wealth of
Connections for me to cherish.

Where Is Your “Cheering Squad?”

I had a dream I remembered!
Seldom happens.
Usually disappear in jumble,
Shapes, people, bizarre circumstances.
This hung around.

Trusting Your Route

How do you trust your route?
How often are our paths winding?
Unsure, rough and gravelly?
Connection to next part unclear,
Yet arriving at place that
Is start of continuing journey.