Multitasking? I can’t even do two things at once. I can’t even do one thing at once.
(Helena Bonham Carter)
Another “short on time” excursion today. And it was fantastic. The weather held out just for my ride, I rode from home, and my body felt pretty darn good.
Dave was driving from GJ to Tucson, AZ, headed to work with Epic Rides for the Whiskey 50 bike race next weekend. Since we had some business to conduct, we talked while I rode. And I’ll tell you what was great about it:
One of the things I miss most about marching band is having a body that is trained to perform to a high standard without constant conscious effort. I distinctly remember doing a BYU field show and thinking the entire time not about what my body was doing (which was actually pretty complex- playing a horn, marching, performing), but about something….else. I didn’t have to think about it and that was the point. It was an amazing feeling.
By contrast I still have to “think” while doing the dishes. And folding the laundry. Probably because these tasks require sorting abilities, whereas marching band was just a repetition of the things I had learned over the last 6 years.
Thus, while I was talking with Dave, I didn’t have to be thinking about riding. I didn’t even really think about where I was going. I took the trails by rote and let my body just do what it had to do.
Amazingly enough, I don’t think I can do it to the same level while running. I find that I have to be focused on where my feet are going so that I don’t completely fall on my face. That would be particularly detrimental since my face, as you know, is my fortune.