I recently volunteered to shoot at a kids cycling event. (shoot a camera, not a gun. I've done both, but figured the camera would be more appropriate here) The smallest age group to race was teeny little 3-4 year olds. All twitchy, ready to go with their big helmets, Shrek racing shirts, teddy strapped on to the handlebars, and training wheels spinning at top speed.
I love when life's instructions are oh so simple. When we say go, you go. Just keep pedaling in a straight line until we tell you to stop, ok? If only life were so easy. True to life, as soon as the wee ones were told to go, pure mayhem broke out. A cacophony of bike bells, cheering parents, and officials trying their best to maintain order. The kids veered every which way but straight. Some tested the limits of their bikes as they blazed by, others meandered along smiling and waving as if they were royals on parade. Sheer chaos. It was brilliant.
I think that's exactly how it should be. Test our limits, while remembering to linger and say hello. And ring every bell you can get your hands on.
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