Wednesday, March 23, 2011

A grand ride

Two days ago, this past Monday, I was able to get my longest and hilliest ride in so far this year, a 60-mile jaunt up to West Bend, Wisconsin. It felt good to stretch the legs on the boundary hills of the Northern Kettle Moraine. To cruise along the backroads where traffic is almost non-existant, and the rollers bring a delight to the heart that is found all too frequently in my life these days.

I'm in the middle of job changes right now, which is proving to be a bit of a struggle at 52 years old. I'm just not one that takes to changes too easily. And to make things even more difficult, I'm just a slow learner. But I believe that things will work out, if I keep my eyes fixed on the King.

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