For college is all about passing on guarded knowledge to the right individuals who will take it and advance it. The slackline is symbolic of this part of self. It is seasonally tempered as a device but the best metaphor for self. My bicycle is representative of this too: in need of a cleaning right now, there are times beyond words of how many rides I have been on with that device of self-exploration and focus. Three years later I capture the Zen of adventure I felt after it was proferred to me within the first few rides down here, away, with independence. Distancing.
Riding my old favorite routes means something significant too. But I'm not sure what, exactly. My cycling self is one of the best carry-overs from my high school self but is different now -- I think and thrive on internal competition. Challenging others in sport and contest is appealing but I get much more out of satisfaction getting my head cleared by a bike ride...
The day melts away with each peddle stroke. I Love cycling and my bike. I feel pain with them. Exertion. Sweat. Confidence and confiance.
My self that fears no rejection.
My self that rides on instinct.
My self that loves riding people into the ground as coolly as possible.
They aren't my competition but my motivation. Sometimes all I want to do is ride my bike, It consumes me and my rational thinking. Then I stop riding and go skiing. Maybe I climb for a while. I find enjoyment elsewhere. But like clockwork I pick it up again. I doubt this cycle will every change in my life. It is the cycle of love and gumption.It is a seasonal change. Nature is telling us something =we don't know it yet, cannot always express it.
Teaching, riding, slacklining are all opposite of cynical. Learn these keys to personal enjoyment, shrug off the cynics. College is easy enough.
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