Our A/C broke last week. Not cool.
After seven days of sitting around in a swampy and fan-filled home, something magical happened on Tuesday evening. I walked into a cool house. I felt like raining down a million celebratory fist pumps, but I was too tired after my bike ride home.
Whether it is walking into a cool house, the “burn” from that first drink of a soda, or hearing your favorite song at da club, it’s often the small things that make life so amazing. The little things that bring a smile to our face, make us laugh, or give us A New Hope during a time of need.
Things like Bike Bro.
I don’t know his name, but Bike Bro is an enormous dude I see on the bike trail every morning. He wears ridiculously awesome rec specs and a bike helmet so big that it makes me feel like I’m in a Mario Brothers game.
I don’t know his name, but I do know he’s a rockstar. As he blows by me on the trail each day, he lets out an enormous “GOOD MORNING!!!” Although it nearly gave me a heart attack the first time, it always brings a smile to me face now. It can be a little depressing to bike 12 miles to work on a Monday morning, but when Bike Bro tells you “good morning,” forget what the rest of the world is telling you, it’s gonna be a good morning.
I always give Bike Bro a holler back, but can never catch up with him to get his name (and maybe that would be a little stalkerish). I hope someone out there knows Bike Bro (pictured below). I would love to tell him that he’s an inspiration. He’s helped show me that our words are powerful. They can tear people down, but they can also give someone much-needed hope and joy.
Be like Bike Bro.