I didn’t ever think I’d thank Nancy Reagan*.

I didn’t think I’d swim, either, so what do you know.

Alas, this isn’t about what you didn’t think you wouldn’t do that you do….

In harmony with Michael’s mantra for me, “No more volunteering, no more hobbies”, when pressed to volunteer for a weekend of bicycle races, I said, “I’m sorry, I can’t commit to that.” Thinking that surely, compassion and understanding would rule the day; perhaps mandatory doesn’t apply to me.
Guess what? Mandatory does apply to me, and this became a decision. Oh. So, if I want to be on the team, I have to volunteer. Oh. A place to apply my 2009 learning, “Just because I can doesn’t mean I should” and Michael’s “No more volunteering, no more hobbies”. Oh. Priorities – check. Letting go (challenging since I think I can do it all – have my cake, eat the whole thing, wear size 2) – check.
So, I’m not on a cycling team anymore. Nancy would be so proud.

*Nancy Reagan headlined the infamous “Just Say No” anti-drug campaign in the 1980s, for any super-youths out there. Right, this post had nothing to do with drugs, you didn’t miss anything.

P.S.
The photo has nothing to do with the post, so you didn’t miss anything there, either. I just love my bike. :)