Do you have a Garmin Edge 520 Plus or better?
You can now have your routes on Strava directly download to your Garmin for turn-by-turn directions with a few simple clicks of a mouse on your Strava homepage.
I’ll skip all the fluff and get right to the fun stuff.
Open your ride calendar on Strava. Click on a ride that you’ll want to follow at a later date. Under “Overview” and “Analysis” you’ll see a pencil and a triple dot. Click on the triple dot and click on “Create Route”. Name your route. Save it. Once that’s done, next to Strava in the upper left hand corner of your screen, click on “Dashboard” then “My Routes”. When you get to your route page, find the route. In the upper right hand corner of the small route map, you’ll see a wrench and a star. Click on that star so it highlights yellow.
The next time your Garmin device connects, the route will automatically download to your “Courses” folder.
It’s that simple. I’ve already done it. You can still do it the old-fashioned way, by downloading the route from Ride With GPS to a folder on your desktop, then depositing that file in your Garmin (I use “Courses”, others use the “NewFiles” folder). That’ll work just fine, but having used the new automatic link to Strava, it’s really nice.
Truly, I jest. I know exactly where the time went. I have a theory that helps slow the progression of time a little bit, but I’ll get to that in a minute.
I felt it when I woke up this morning. I did another triathlawn yesterday, so that made for 68 miles cycling, golf, tennis, 38 miles cycling, cut the grass, and more tennis in two days. It’s been more than a decade since I could get away with that level of activity without paying for it.
I didn’t get much done on the grass cutting front, either. You know how it is, though, when your teenager daughters look at you and say, “Dad, will you play tennis with us?”… friends, there just aren’t many of those days left so I’m going to take every one I can get.
My wife, unbeknownst to me, took a video of me playing “don’t claw my entire hand off” with the cat on the refrigerator – his favorite game next to “hey, you pet me while I eat, sucker.” She played the video back for me and I was amazed at how gray I’d gotten… Wow. On the other side of that equation is a full freakin’ head of hair. No balding patch in the back, so I’ll take that!
Everything good I have, I owe to my Higher Power and my recovery, and this wonderful weekend was one of those occasions to look back and thank God I got what I did and not what I could have if I’d chosen the other path. Most people say something along the lines, “alcohol and/or drugs took everything from me!” I’m not one of those – I don’t subscribe to a passive role. I gave everything up without even an inkling of a fight. It’s the difference between being a victim and accepting my role in it. I’m no victim.
One thing is certain, I wouldn’t be on the right side of the grass right now if I’d chosen different. My parents would have buried me because my liver just couldn’t keep up with me.
I can remember when I was younger, say 20, I just hoped I’d make it to 50. I never thought I’d get there doing it right.
It’s good to be me, recovered.
So, my trick to slowing time down ever so slightly. This is not easy, so come in a little closer so we can keep this betwixt us… I’ve learned to enjoy every minute I possibly can. The theory is perfect, but I’m not so I have to continually work on it. That’s my trick, though – and the more I practice it, the more enjoying life becomes my default, the more fun it is, the happier I am, and the more time slows.
And that’s when it gets really good. One day at a time is all I’ve got, but if I can put a few of those together, before I know it, I’ve got something.