struggle versus comfort

the other day i was riding bikes with my wife. i directed our course to a more difficult, more harrowing path than what we normally take. immediately i could sense her frustration. it was an unknown path (to her) she did not fancy the uncertainty. it was also more dangerous, with intersection crossings, car traffic and twists and turns. eventually she says, "i dont like this path. its no fun. why would you go this way where its more dangerous and trafficy [sic] than the path we take around our neighborhood?" i thought about it and she is right. the neighborhood path is a breeze. very comfortable routine and safe.

i came to figure after this incident that women, by and large, prefer the comfortable, safe, routine path while men often prefer the struggle on the dangerous and unknown path. its like God put these opposing forces together to keep balance in the world. women keep us from reaching too far, while we pull them to reach further.