Mabye beggars can be choosers?

I know that I am not a great fountain of wisdom or anything, but sometimes I wonder how a truth that is so real to me can be so completely invisible to someone else.

I have recently been amazed at how easily people give up on their dreams...As though if something is not easily attained, it is not meant to be theirs. It bothers me to hear people say that "everything happens for a reason," offering that up as an excuse to give up on a goal or a dream because of some circumstance that did not work out in their favor. How do they not know that the greatest treasures in life are not the things you settle for, but the things that you have to fight for, work hard for, even wait for.

I think sometimes the adjective "picky" is used in a negative way, as though being picky or choosy were a bad thing, something to be ridiculed or looked down upon. "Beggars can't be choosers" is another little quip I don't like. Why can't beggars be choosers? When did being picky become a bad thing? Maybe it's the negative connotation that non-choosy people put on it to further their own denial of their lack of patience that irritates me.

I can't think of one good thing that comes easily. It seems that more and more people give up at the first sign of trouble, throwing in the towel...in their marriages, their dreams, in life, everything. But "the best things in life aren't free"; that's an adage that actually has some truth to it. Life is tough sometimes, no way around it, and there will always be mountains on the way to your goals, no way to avoid them. You just have to scale them...because the most precious things in life are worth the trouble, if you have the will, the patience and the faith to obtain them.

So...I haven't posted anything in quite a while...but who cares, nobody's reading this anyway, right? It's not so much fun when nobody else blogs...

Anyway, winter is looming, I'm sad, no more sunshine beating down on me, no cloud of humidity to hit me in the face when I leave for work in the morning. I really do love that; it's why I live in Florida and if it was HOT all year round I would not complain for one day. Also, once it gets really cold, no more bike riding!! I am the most upset about this. I rode 20 miles the other day, and though to most of you avid riders this is nothing, to me it was the most amazing ride yet. I finished the 20 and felt like I could have gone 20 more...And I'm really sad that I can't handle the cold weather rides...Does anyone else have trouble with their inner ears when riding in cold weather...or have a solution for this?

So to combat the cold weather blues, I have just completed an online order for three winter coats...and one more scarf to add to my collection. Yes, I do realize that I live in Florida and will probably only use them for a few months, but...Buying clothes makes me happy, and having cute coats to wear during the cold weather will make it just a little more bearable...Totally worth it!

Crazy weekend

So...It's been a few days...but that's because it's been quite a weekend! ...Haven't been home much since Thursday, but it was well worth it...Went out Thursday and last night and was totally out of hand all weekend...I just wish Monday wasn't looming...Five more days of blah until the weekend again.

I just want to ride!

All I could think about driving home from work was that it was perfect weather for a bike ride...and the more I thought about it, the more I just wanted to get out there, just me and the bike, riding until my legs felt like jelly and all the stress from the workday was gone, nothing else to think about except the road ahead, nothing to do but enjoy the outdoors...But...I still don't have the necessary tools to ride (spare tube, CO2, etc.), and even if I did, I haven't yet learned how to change the tube if I get a flat...and with my luck I would get a flat miles down the road and have to walk back in the dark. So I'm stuck at home with nothing but the stationary bike, not even a close second...All I want to do is ride!! I need to find someone who will teach me how to do this stuff so I can really start riding again...In the meantime, my beautiful bike is just sitting there every day reminding me of how much I want to get on the road again...on the road again...just can't wait to get on the road again...

Shopping as a temporary fix...

So...today I went shopping...Needed some cute clothes to get me through the work week...because cute clothes make me happy, and work does not...Well, actually I still am not looking forward to work tomorrow, but the clothes were a temporary high, hopefully it will last long enough to get me through the end of Monday at least. Shopping by myself is not nearly as fun as shopping with someone...I really need a shopping partner, though I'm not sure there is anyone in the world patient enough for that job! Maybe tomorrow at work I will have a handsome new male patient...who also enjoys being in a supportive shopping role! Yea, and I'm still dreaming...

Why the blog?

So, starting a blog feels a little narcissistic...but, sometimes I feel like I have a lot to say and no one to talk to...

Several months ago, something happened to me that nearly destroyed me...and I'm not being dramatic; this is absolutely true. I found myself in a place that I never thought I'd ever be, and it was the most difficult thing I've ever had to experience. On the plus side, it forced me to look at myself reflectively, at who I was and who I wanted to be. I've learned a few things, like that I'm a lot stronger than I thought I was...or maybe I just found strength because I had no other choice.

On a lighter note, I also discovered that some of life's most satisfying moments can be found in ordinary things...and blogging is a way to share those moments, those ordinary things that make me smile.

Don't worry, I'm not usually this pensive and cliche, so the posts will mostly be about whatever inspires or annoys me from day to day. I'm not sure how long blogging will hold my attention before I become bored with it, or how faithful I'll be to updating it, but we'll see...