Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Life is the beach bike path

Having spent a summer riding up and down the Venice-Santa Monica bike path, I've come to a conclusion that it is a microcosm of life. It goes a little something like this.

Your life is your bike ride which you are riding at your pace. If you're materialistic, you care about the bike you're riding and what it says about you.

Inevitably, some people are going faster and passing you. You wonder "what's their hurry?" Other times you just think "well pardon me, pal."

Others are just piddling along aimlessly and getting in your way. Suddenly you are the passer and thinking "get right, people!"

Some ride in a tight line, others swerve all over the place, others vary their speed constantly.

Some of us ride alone. Some ride in pairs. Some ride in massive snaking packs or as families. Some clearly can't bear to ride alone and so ride tandem. And still others ride those ridiculous recumbent bikes that just scream "I'm not from here!"

Some people are on their way somewhere, with a goal in mind. Others are merely along for the ride and enjoying it for what it is. Some days you're one, some days you're the other.

And, just like in life, there are people who are completely and utterly clueless and despite all the signs saying "bikes only" and showing a little picture of a bike, are walking on the path completely oblivious to the fact they're getting ready to get leveled. In some cases they are walking right next to the pedestrian sidewalk.

If there's one thing I've learned in my life that's only been reinforced by the path, it's this: ride your ride. Don't worry about everyone ele.

Just wear sunscreen. And enjoy the view.


Blogger Tania Rochelle said...

Nice metaphor, Howard.

8:27 AM  
Blogger Howard said...

It's all metaphors nowadays.

12:55 PM  

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