Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Chicken, up against it.

When you find yourself "on the line", don't be scared. If you bear the weight of your world and all the sprains and bumps of a lifetime conspire to keep you on the couch and rage against motion. Be calm and breath, step or peddle forward. The monster will give way, will yield to your advance. Keep moving and win the game of chicken with your clod of excuses.

After a morning of pushing through my aches and pains to the other side where my ailments were forgotten a cyclist rode toward me. I won the game of chicken. We talked of how exercise is a great elixir to health. He said of exercise, "It's the Fountain of Youth!". Wisdom from a grey bearded man on the road.

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