I’ve always dreamed of visiting New York. When I went to Toronto last year, I was ‘this close!’ But chose to stay there instead as it’s a destination in itself!
But when my most recent chance had me ‘this close’ once again, I thought this was thee year.
And as soon as I booked the trip, my heart felt strange. I knew I was a little afraid to do this one on my own, but I wasn’t entirely sure fear was the root issue.
Turned out, I had to turn down the trip for a variety of reasons. But the main one, if I can be completely honest is, I had to drop the trip because I’m a parent first. And I was just needed at home more.
It didn’t materialize that way though. Some of use are a little stubborn. 🙂
Another hurdle stopped me from going, which was hard to accept at the time.
I am now grateful I didn’t make the leap. It worked out the way it should have. It’s just not my time yet.
Now before you remind me I was ‘just in Maui for 6 weeks this summer’, ohhh I know.
You can see ALL my travels in one long scroll HERE.
Ever since my son was born, we have not travelled. We couldn’t afford to. Plus I ran a business I couldn’t leave unattended for more than 2 weeks at a time, for 22 long years.
Once I broke free last summer, that all changed of course. I could now officially work anywhere! So away we sprinted for an entire summer.
It was truly the best thing we could have ever done. We will NEVER forget it, and we reminise with smiles on our faces countless times.
You know how it goes, right? Once you get it in your blood, it’s pretty hard to stay put? It’s very true.
Your life thirsts for those new adventures.
And mine has become somewhat insatiable.
Love a good walk, but let’s face it.. the scenery is always the same. I just wasn’t inspired to give it my all.
But little did I know how much the bike would come to mean to me. This past weekend was the perfect example.
It was a beautiful day, and I couldn’t handle one more moment looking at an unpainted wall, along with indoor chaos, while working on the blog office, among other noisy things on the go.
I just needed O U T .
So I hopped on my bike and took off.
I yet again went over the train bridge and through my favourite heron reserve.
The crunch of gravel under the bike tires, through sun filtered forest trails not only soothed what ailed me, I was ‘travelling’ again.
Every corner felt like a brand new adventure unfolding. Even the roads I didn’t take, promised a fresh new adventure for next time.
Have you ever been so frustrated that all you could do was… nag? I was sick of hearing myself, mentally and physically. So this little release was JUST what the
doctor bike ordered.
It wasn’t until I sat on my park bench, that I marvelled at what this bike was beginning to do to my life. And how all the pieces of the bigger puzzle were fitting in snuggly and perfectly.
I was suppose to stay put. But rather than suffer through it, the new bike allowed me to do something within my own means for the time that I did have.
What a gift!
It ain’t no Maui, or New York by a long shot.
But I’m pretty certain, there are a few roads near you that aren’t well travelled yet.
I think you should go find out where they lead you.
And when my own trails run a little too familiar for this wanderlust achin’ heart, I can certainly see a bike rack in my future…