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Saturday, January 22, 2011

Wait Up, I'm Coming!

Any time Brian and I ride our bikes together somewhere, he inevitably pulls ahead like Lance Jr. and leaves me behind, periodically turning around to make sure I'm still there.

This used to bother me.  I'd feel abandoned and wished he would ride at my pace and just not be in such a hurry!

The other night, though, a "lightbulb moment" hit me...

Why would I try to slow the guy down?  That's just not who he is.

One of the most striking feelings I had when I first started dating Brian was the sense that I was joyfully following him somewhere that was good for me to go.  I don't mean literally, but figuratively...the feeling that I wanted our paths to align, because I knew it was going to be a sweet ride wherever it led!

I think it was especially striking for me at the time because I was not too long out of a relationship where I felt like I was constantly turning around and waiting on the other person to "catch up with me" on so many levels, and I was losing ground on my own course because of it.  There was no challenge, only frustration and a lot of forced encouragement that sucked the energy out of me...and out of him, in the end. (hey, live and learn, right?)  :)

With Brian, our relationship is life-giving.  He challenges me, I challenge him, we keep each other going, and I don't get tired of "racing" with him.  I don't ever have to "wait" on him to catch up with me because he's either at my side or twelve steps ahead!

And this is what I love!  A husband that is capable of leading the way, and a man that I'm happy to follow....not in the subservient sense, but in the joyful enthusiastic sense that inspires and feeds my soul!

So, now when he rides off in his zest for getting wherever we're going, I simply admire the view from behind (no, not his butt, although it is cute!) - what I'm talking about is his essence.  It's just who he is, and holding him back simply isn't an option, thank goodness.

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