
As laypeople, it rarely gets much deeper than that for most of us anyway.
I was thinking about this the other day as I was riding my bike in the woods. As I was riding along I was thinking: All I really want to do is ride my bike. Why can't i just ride my bike all-the-time? Which, when I'm riding my bike is pretty much how I always feel.
In reality, of course, it's not a completely true thought though, is it? There are obviously plenty of other things I love to do, too. Plus there are all the people that I love. And they figure into this equation pretty heavily as well.
And then there's altruism, huh? The whole idea: What could I do for others today? Oh. Yeah. Riiiight. Nearly overlooked that.
But this really isn't a post about altruism. It's about a much more selfish ideal. The ideal that asks-and-answers the simple proposition: What does it really take to have a Really Good Day?
(Just so you know: I'm not going to feel guilty right now, wrestling with the rightness and wrongness of this line of thinking. We'll save that for another time.)
So, What makes A Really Good Day? Well, it occurs to me that the Very Best Days often, if not always, contain three similar elements. On the Very Best Days I:
- A) spend real time with the people I love.
- B) do something I'm passionate about.
- C) indulge in something. Usually something that's rather pointless or frivolous.

Or I could A) go for a drive with my wife and daughter around town after dinner in the Bug with the top down; B) take a series of pictures of my kid playing with the dogs in the backyard; and C) spend an hour before bedtime wrenching on my bikes in the garage.
Or whatever. You get the idea.
They're suuuuper selfish. I get that. And these sorts of days, they do very little for others. I get that, too. But still, despite their indulgence, and the selfishness of it all, I've got to admit: I absolutely love my Trifecta days.