Sometimes the Way Opens

I've always believed that when one is on the right path, the way is illuminated and whatever is needed is provided in some way - the sojourner need only have the faith. Once again, in a small but very meaningful way (at least to me), my theory has proven correct.

As I have confessed, I have a bike obsession. As I have also confessed, I have major financial issues that preclude buying a new - or even good used - bike. In fact, I've had to forgoe two races that I really wanted to do because the expense of hotels, registration, etc would be too much. Bummer. HOWEVER, just a few days ago, my husband remembered that one of his best friends had a road bike that he never used anymore. Did he ever. In fact, its a Peugot, custom built, vintage beauty. It has new tires because his neighbor borrowed it for a tri last season (just the race, not the training - curious). It fits me nearly perfectly and its mine for the season. No rent, just a prayer that I don't wreck it. I'm thrilled with my new foster baby - its sleek, its fast, its light, and its pretty. Its also red - and I have it on good authority that red bikes are faster. The only slight meloncholy left to dampen my enthusiasm was Bob's assertion that he would never sell the bike - despite the fact that he never rides it. Nevertheless - I'll take this gift and use it to the best of my ability. Thank you to the Universe for asserting that, for reasons unknown to me, I am on the right path.