Friday, April 3, 2009

Exercycle

After Logan went to school, Cole and I broke away for some man time and to give Tara a break. Being my sports minded child, we stopped at Play-It-Again Sports to check out the sports equipment and play around a bit. We tried on the (baseball) catchers gear, imagine me in leg guards, chest protector and mask walking around the store. We pumped some iron on the weight benches and perused the skateboards. 

What really fascinated Cole were the exercise bikes and walkers. We have never had these around the house, so it was a new and wonderful plaything. He wanted to try it out, but they were all so high his legs would not reach if he sat on the seat. Finally, he figured out he could stand up and pedal and as his confidence built, the faster he went and the bigger his smile got.

Cue the Chariots of Fire sound track. If you looked closely at the twinkle in his eye, you could see his dreams flashing before his eyes. Pedaling hard, he was moving up through the pack. He was passing competitors like they were standing still. Pulling away, nothing but open road to the finish line of the tour de France...

His legs slipped off the pedals, his sensitive areas smashing into the unforgiving steel bar. To add insult to injury, the pedals, still spinning pounded his posterior like a paddle wheel. The smile faded, first into a shocked wide eyed stare, that was quickly overcome as the tears began to roll.

A hug, a few comforting words and a cup of hot chocolate at The Muse Coffee Shop and life was well again. I have been there. Everything can be running smooth sailing, when our feet slip off the pedals, we crash, we fall behind, the economy collapses, we lose our job, unexpected pregnancy, we screw up...in all of that, we can still sit down for a cup of hot chocolate, with a Father who loves us.

9 comments:

Daniel said...

Nice post today. A great moment with your little one, a good story, and an important message. Hope things are well with you.

Candie Bracci said...

Very nice Brian.Those moments are the best ones.
Have a lovely day and weekend
:)

Tim said...

Brian, if I ever blog as well as you do, I would quit while I was ahead. There isn't a single post you have put up that hasn't snagged my interest and tugged at my heart. God bless you, man.

Colette Amelia said...

You said it a nice cup of hot chocolate works wonders every time. I also made tapioca pudding for bad times like when a beloved pet died...hopefully when they are all grown they don't relate these treats to all the bad times, or maybe they will just remember the hugs and time with mom or dad.

Leah said...

You smoothed over the rough spot and you're a good dad. He'll be able to get up on the proverbial bicycle again because of it!

Brian Miller said...

@tim..thanks man. enjoy reading your journey as well.

@colette..yeah, hope to avoid a hot chocolate complex. :)

Mrsupole said...

Life can give you lemons and you have to learn to make lemonade.

Things happen for a reason, we move on, we learn the lesson, hopefully we remember it. We grow, we change, life goes on, we go on. A kiss on the owie, a hug, a smile, a cup of hot chocolate will always make things better. Love makes things better. This will be what's remembered. Special moments in time.

God bless.

Ronda Laveen said...

Yes, indeedie, life can sure paddle your a**.

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