Making hard easy

Most people call me mad when I happily jump onto my bike and head out for an hour or two when it’s raining cats and dogs.*

Saturday was one of those days. And if you needed any more confirmation of me being a sandwich short of a picnic, I was looking forward to it.

But it hasn’t always been this way.

It changed when I decided that the weather would not be a determining factor as to whether I went riding or not.

The more crap weather riding I did the less bothersome it became, to the point I now thoroughly enjoy a filthy day.  And, I have a greater appreciation of the fine days because of this contrast.

It was like a sales role I had. Lots of cold calling. Ringing up strangers to see if they want to buy something was not a particularly relishing prospect.

So, a reframe was in order. Once I flipped it from being about me and what I needed (sales), to it being about them and trying to help them by providing value, those calls became far easier.

And when you do lots of something you get better at it.

You strengthen what you practice.

Despite the never-ending allure of finding silver bullets that shortcut you to the washboard stomach or Lambo in the garage, if you want to improve, you gotta ride in the rain.

*The phrase is supposed to have originated in England in the 17th century. City streets were then filthy and heavy rain would occasionally carry along dead animals.