"Mom. Do you know how to make yourself really strong?""No," I pant.
I am pedaling furiously on my bike, uphill. Remember we live in Colorado? Do mountains come to mind? Behind me is my bike trailer fully loaded with Matilda and piles of food and accessories for a park outing. Am I making myself really strong?
Oscar is struggling a little with this hill also. I can almost see his brain sparking encouragement to himself - I think I can. I think I can. It is our first bike ride of the new year. His answer to his question amazes me.
"You just keep going when your muscles hurt, and pretend that they don't."
"Ah," I think. I must keep this in mind when my husband works until midnight - again, when we are struggling to dig up payroll, when my children are hurting each other, when I miss my Dad, when....
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