Physical discomfort is important only when the mood is wrong. – Robert Pirsig
And as I’m increasingly discovering, I have a lot more control of my moods than I realize, as long as I take the time to examine the goofball thinking that’s usually creating the mood. Last night before dinner, I put on all my riding gear and planned to hop on my trials bike for a little practice session before dinner. It was the first time in weeks that the weather was cool and dry. But I couldn’t get the damn thing started. Aarrrggghh. Time for a bad mood. But I stopped myself. Shit happens all the time with motorcycles. I’m lucky to have a bike at all. I could go for a bicycle ride. Or sit on the porch and read in the cool breeze. Yeah, I’ll do that.
No more bad mood.