I've been reading a lot of non-fiction lately. I read Andy Pausch's The Last Lecture and the theme of the book was on fulfilling your childhood dreams. I didn't really have any childhood dreams. Except to play as much sport as I could. However, when I was about 13 or 14 my brother started cycling both on the track and road. I used to go and watch. I loved watching. It'd usually be a family outing, especially when he'd race on the track in Coffs Harbour and it would be a road trip and we'd get fish and chips for dinner. One time, one of the much older guys asked me when I was going to start riding. I just shrugged and gave him a half-mumbled answer, not prepared to answer the truth of "when I can afford to buy a bike." I couldn't afford a bike until I was 21. Well, I could have maybe a year or two earlier but my priorities were on other things. Like getting a car during my cadetship at Bluescope Steel, which required back and forth travel between uni and work. Finally, I got my first road bike. I bought an Avanti Monza with Sora groupset. I was pretty happy with it and rode almost everyday. On top of riding I was running a lot and playing hockey up to four times a week and training twice a week for hockey. I also ran to hockey training and then ran with the girls there for there warmup and still blitzed them. I was the fittest I had ever been. Then I got injuries. I was playing so much sport and not taking enough care of my body. My ITB was the main problem and it took over two years before I could get back on the bike. After many incompetent sports therapy professionals and many dollars later, I started to ride again.
I've been back on the bike maybe a year or so, and really starting to ride a lot more (but still not enough) over summer, which is sure to drop off when uni starts back again. But the point is: I love my bike(s). I am happiest when I'm riding my bike and especially lately I've been doing repeats on the slopes ( I say slopes because they are only 3-6%) and really loving it. I went back to Wollongong and rode up Mt Keira on the weekend and just wanted to make it up without stopping and ended up with a PB of 2 minutes. I was shocked and stoked, and by no means was I fast, and I struggled massively to get there and nearly vomited 500m from the end. I achieved my childhood dream:to buy a bike. Now I have three: the avanti, a Cervelo s1 of which I bought the frame second hand and built up and a really old, single gear, raleigh girl's bike.
Now to achieve my adulthood dream: Get a control engineering job.
HR PEOPLE TAKE NOTE, you do not have to like cars to be a good control engineer, even if you are working on automotive control systems. You just have to love control.