Lots of good discussion, always good to see.
So this thread was started with this idea I would dip myself into the cx season completely and make it to this coming weekend. I would line up my cross plan and do the stuff that cross racers do, train, sweat, hurt, etc. I did, then I didn't, just like in years past. You can line things up, and hope it works out. But then when you go to push the dominoes it doesn't always work out the way it's supposed to.
I think in life there are things you can control and things you cannot control. But there are also a lot of things in between. Things that you can influence but at the risk of other things. As an example, you can have a perfectly controlled climate in your house year round but it costs you money. You can eat McDonalds every night but you'll get fat. Likewise, with 3 kids that are 8 or under in the house, you can plan to do a bunch of cross races but when the proverbial rubber meets the road, at what expense are you willing to do that?
This coming weekend just ended up having conflict after conflict, so it seemed that it was carrying a trade-off no matter what. There was this, then that, then something else. And as my results did not thrill me, the life cost of racing plus the actual time & money cost just made me not want to push for it. So I took the foot off the pedal, and let the car coast.
There is a Daoist philosophy that says you try to live in harmony with the things around you. They call it the way, or the path. I think it is better to think of this as water. The philosophy is like a river making its way to the ocean. There is no right way, just the path of least resistance in the journey. I don't think life is always like that, or maybe it is. Sometimes you run up against a boulder and you flow over it and slowly break it down and wash it away. Sometimes you hit a big cliff and you drop down to the pool and continue your journey. But you can't flow uphill. No matter what, gravity always wins.
Chief Joseph was a member of the Nez Perce tribe in what is now Oregon. As far as I know he was not Daoist, though in the end he managed to say something that I think embodies the philosophy. At least, this is what the culmination of his fight to run uphill taught him. I think we all go through life trying to fight to go uphill. Some people always wage that war, never accepting the truth of gravity and their own limitations. Some people fight, then learn. Some people always knew.
Today is a sad day for me, and it has nothing to do with biking. I guess eventually the river reaches the sea and the journey ends. Some rivers are long, some are short, but in the end all rivers run their course and return to the ocean. Today I learned a dear friend's father is close to returning to the ocean. And this makes me sad. While I know this is the end of all of our rivers, that we all flow to the sea and pay taxes according to the 2 immutable laws of life, I wish his river were longer. We always wish this, I know. I get it.
So the river of my bike season is over, but there are many more to come. This is just 1 tributary in a series of them that continue to build up as one. As I know I cannot change the course of reality without too many consequences, I will stop trying to go uphill and let things flow as they may. As Chief Joseph said at the end, I will fight no more forever. I will try to let things flow as they may.
I am sad today. For things that have been, things that are, things that will never be. I am sad for the people who stand and watch the river run its course, back into the ocean. As I have seen some of that river mix with my river though the last 25 years of my life, it saddens me to think that something that is there, should be there, will be no more. I know, this means we are growing up, getting old, moving on to our parent's place in life where people look up to us as old, but rocks in their world. We have become the pillars of what is, of normalcy, of reliability as our children grow up and make their mistakes and try to figure out life.
We are all part of a cycle, we are all in it together yet separately. Our rivers start, they flow, they end. They flow together, they mix, they separate. They run the course they run, and it is best to take life as it comes, as it flows. Sometimes you wash the rocks away, sometimes you have to go around, but there is always a way to flow.
Best of luck in your journey, wherever that may take you.