Try and try again.
The little things in life are what make life grand. Triumphs must be celebrated, no matter how small. Tonight I celebrate two.
First, my girlfriend has suddenly plunged headfirst into biking. She always wants to go. I made the mistake earlier of trying to encourage her to bike to this beautiful abbey nearby that sits atop a hill. It's not easy for me to do, with my fancy bike and clip in shoes. She's riding my cheap-o mountain bike I got when I was 15. She made it that time, but she wasn't happy with me.
Tonight though, she said "Lets go to the Abbey." So up and up we went. It's a big hill. She struggled, I struggled. But up and up we went, to be rewarded with views of Mt. Hood, Mt. Adams, Mt. St Helens and nearly 200 miles distant, Mt. Rainier. The pain was worth it.
The second triumph occurred later tonight in a bar. After over two years of futility, numerous second place finishes, and endless heartache and heartburn, I've finally won bar trivia. It wasn't easy. We had to endure a MC who talked way too much, and an odd dessert of potato chips, bananas and whip cream. At the end of the final round, we finished tied, so it moved to a Family Feud style face off, best of 5. Our team won 3-1.
None of these "triumphs" are life shattering, but I'll remember them. And I think that's at the core of a good life, recognizing and savoring the little moments along the way. So many great things happen to us that we sometimes don't even take the time to notice. When life is good, drink it up.
The little things in life are what make life grand. Triumphs must be celebrated, no matter how small. Tonight I celebrate two.
First, my girlfriend has suddenly plunged headfirst into biking. She always wants to go. I made the mistake earlier of trying to encourage her to bike to this beautiful abbey nearby that sits atop a hill. It's not easy for me to do, with my fancy bike and clip in shoes. She's riding my cheap-o mountain bike I got when I was 15. She made it that time, but she wasn't happy with me.
Tonight though, she said "Lets go to the Abbey." So up and up we went. It's a big hill. She struggled, I struggled. But up and up we went, to be rewarded with views of Mt. Hood, Mt. Adams, Mt. St Helens and nearly 200 miles distant, Mt. Rainier. The pain was worth it.
The second triumph occurred later tonight in a bar. After over two years of futility, numerous second place finishes, and endless heartache and heartburn, I've finally won bar trivia. It wasn't easy. We had to endure a MC who talked way too much, and an odd dessert of potato chips, bananas and whip cream. At the end of the final round, we finished tied, so it moved to a Family Feud style face off, best of 5. Our team won 3-1.
None of these "triumphs" are life shattering, but I'll remember them. And I think that's at the core of a good life, recognizing and savoring the little moments along the way. So many great things happen to us that we sometimes don't even take the time to notice. When life is good, drink it up.
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