Crossing the Rubicon

Crossing the Rubicon
This morning, I took the BMW over to the Outaouais Moving to be crated up for shipping. I spend about an hour last night going through the checklist I made up for the saddle bags and making sure the tent, sleeping bag, stove, tools etc etc. were all there, safely stored for shipment and securely locked onto the bike. The team at Outaouais explained how they would be building the crate and the finer points of the shipping process.
As I drove away in the cab I couldn't help but feel that I have just stepped into the warm flowing Rubicon. You can talk about something and plan it down to the last detail. But until you take that first intentional step to cross the river, as Julius Caesar did in 49 BC, you have not fully committed to a specific plan of action. Before that committed step, it is as if you allow yourself a back door to retreat because there are a thousand reasons why you shouldn't do something and only one really good and compelling reason why you should. It is interesting the difference you feel after you take that first determined step forward. No turning back and no intrest in looking back.