Beware of the flying monkeys

You know I get a lot of inspiration on the bikes: maybe it’s because I spend so much time on them. Maybe because my ADD kicks in halfway through and if my mind doesn’t wander it might just explode. But you can tell a lot by how people work out on the bikes. Now granted – I don’t know the whole story and there may be extenuating circumstances. But I was working out Saturday morning and the woman to the left of me was taking her sweet time reading her magazine and going about 45. (ok, I peeked) Now the woman to the right of me flat out scared me - I’ve affectionately dubbed her Manic Mary. She jumps on the bike with a purpose and never got below 125-140. Then there was me – right in the middle averaging in the 80s or 90s. But I was there for over an hour and kept seeing people come and go. Some were just there to warm up. Some were driven to do as much as they could in the shortest amount of time. Some were just leisurely enjoying the ride. Sort of like the overall gym experience, and honestly I’ve been all of the people on different days. But I’ve decided I want to be ALL of them – always driven, always enjoying the ride, and always there for the long haul. I wish I could have had the results other people have – but then I think of the success I have had. Which was excellent….then. This is now. Now I want to obtain those seemingly unobtainable goals – like Michelle Obama arms. Heck, I’d be happy if I lost the old lady grandma wings. And I will. But on my cardio days maybe I’ll take time to slow down and enjoy the journey. Then speed off on my own little yellow brick road. Just have to dodge the flying monkeys.