The man above should not be a stranger to us. His name is Sisyphus, and the short of it is that he was cursed to eternally roll a boulder up hill, only to watch it roll back down. This is what my life has felt like over the last two years and change. But since this is a bike centric blog we’ll say that I’ve been slogging away on a long climb with a million false flats. I know there is still another (a million peaks to climb) but I’ve finally gotten over one hump and I get a little bit of descent.
It’s been over two-and-a-half years since I’ve been truly been on the pay roll of a company. Since loosing my job at a local health insurance company I’ve pasted together a living with unemployment benefits (which ended a looonggg time ago) and temp work. The temp work was working out, but since getting transferred to the Beaverton office I haven’t worked a day in four months. I was starting to feel like things were never going to change.
Then, a few weeks ago I caught a small break. After putting hours into a piece of writing (I also had a brilliant editor who put in a ton of work) I submitted and got it accepted. The story will appear in print (in PRINT!) at the end of summer/ early fall. I’ll let more details slip after it comes out (Hint: It’s “about” Tuesday Nights at PIR) . After I shared the good news with my editor he commented that I was starting to get some momentum.
He was right, lately things feel like they’re starting to go my way and that’s a good feeling. That’s a good feeling indeed. The only thing left to do is to keep pushing the boulder. It will need the extra momentum to get up the next hill.