Setbacks

 I am vulnerable to black and white thinking, i.e. thinking in extreme terms. I have been thinking and writing about my experiences as a parent and how they relate to my experiences on our tandems, both in terms of the tandem riding as an allegory and as an actual tool in parenting. It's been hard to write these past few days because I have not been living up to my ideal as a parent (or tandem captain) lately. This is not necessarily new, but it's made it harder to write since the persistent thoughts that come back to me are that this blog is foolish and for naught. This is just an error in my thinking, but it is more difficult to write when things are not going according to plan. 

I have noticed that I've bothered lately by my son's unwillingness to help out around the house. In my mind he's not contributing to our family's unity since he doesn't seem to be interested in participating in the household. In addition a combination of my schedule, the weather, and his rigidity has meant that we haven't gone on many rides lately. He wants to go on longer rides on the tandem, but I haven't had time (or the inclination) to do that, so I've asked him to go on shorter tandem rides and some short single rides. He hasn't been as interested. This creates a feedback loop where we don't ride so it's harder to ride so we don't ride. We rode our singles a few days ago and yesterday we went for a 29 mile tandem ride in the afternoon. These were really helpful for us, and they were helpful for me to be able to write again.

The truth is that my relationship with my son is significantly better now than it ever has been before, but we still argue and retreat to our old ways of interacting at times. I have to be careful even how I write about this because he's a child, and the onus is really on me in terms of how I act and react. My wife used to say to me when he and I would get into fights to remember that I'm the adult. My response was usually something yes, I know but he started it. Even so, our arguments now are not that bad, and they don't lead to days of moldering resentment. I do, however, have to take some action to mitigate their damage.

One of the things that has been immeasurably helpful is the tandem rides. As in the Rock, Paper, Scissors post, I cannot think my way out of my malaise, but when he and I hop on the tandem or take a few rides together, it is a relief. It is a good way to get the physical to overtake the emotional, but it is also a genuine opportunity for us to practice working together, to share a burden. Yesterday we climbed a few hills. They were hard and we even had to stop near the top of the final climb, but he pushed harder when I asked him and was a legitimate partner. 

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