My motorcycle wouldn’t start. The battery was dead due to an oversight on my part.
I went back into the house to get the tool box while Tim parked his motorcycle so he could boost my battery.
I walked back to my bike and accidentally dropped the toolbox on my way—the one Tim had invested time organizing only last weekend. Sockets and screwdriver bits launched onto the street and were quickly rolling down the steep road.
And we had quite the time getting our communications system to pair.
It wasn’t a smooth start to our morning ride, something we’d been looking forward to for a couple days. I was feeling a little disheartened, flustered, and embarrassed that I’d been the root cause of most of the morning’s mishaps.
I looked to Tim for leadership, thinking we might call our adventure to a close, having barely left the driveway.
“Well, that’s good. We got the bumps out of the way already,” Tim said. “Now let’s hit start and enjoy our ride!”
And we did. We chose to restart our morning motorcycle ride with a fresh start and mindset. We didn’t let a false start or no start ruin what is now one of my favourite rides.
“A neat and orderly laboratory is unlikely. It is, after all, so much a place of false starts and multiple attempts.” —Isaac Asimov
