As
a child I couldn’t think of anything I wanted to do more on a warm
day in summer than jumping on my shimmering aqua ten-speed bike and
heading out through the town. I remember feeling independent and
free. Even then it was an escape filled with liberating wonder.
Sadly, people grow up and we loose sight of how much joy the simple
things can bring into our lives. The memories, of simply taking a
bike ride to take advantage of a beautiful day, finds itself in the
category of days gone by. Rediscovering my love of biking after all
these years has provided me with not only an outlet but an form of
exercise that I love.
a child I couldn’t think of anything I wanted to do more on a warm
day in summer than jumping on my shimmering aqua ten-speed bike and
heading out through the town. I remember feeling independent and
free. Even then it was an escape filled with liberating wonder.
Sadly, people grow up and we loose sight of how much joy the simple
things can bring into our lives. The memories, of simply taking a
bike ride to take advantage of a beautiful day, finds itself in the
category of days gone by. Rediscovering my love of biking after all
these years has provided me with not only an outlet but an form of
exercise that I love.
Even
though the suns hot rays are beating down on me, the momentum of my
bike’s speed carries the heat off my body by the wind I am creating.
My senses are racing. The endorphins are dispersing up my legs as I
pedal towards my destination. They overrun the tensions of the
stresses of the day. At this same time smells speed on by, engulfing
me for just a moment. Sometimes the scents come from nature and I
just bask and try to soak in the season, others take me to a
forgotten memory. I often find clarity in these moments. While my
heart is racing as I push myself harder and harder, there is a moment
of stillness inside of me. I feel so alive, strong, and in control.
though the suns hot rays are beating down on me, the momentum of my
bike’s speed carries the heat off my body by the wind I am creating.
My senses are racing. The endorphins are dispersing up my legs as I
pedal towards my destination. They overrun the tensions of the
stresses of the day. At this same time smells speed on by, engulfing
me for just a moment. Sometimes the scents come from nature and I
just bask and try to soak in the season, others take me to a
forgotten memory. I often find clarity in these moments. While my
heart is racing as I push myself harder and harder, there is a moment
of stillness inside of me. I feel so alive, strong, and in control.
From
pounding the pavement in long distance running to stroking it out
with swimming I have found my exercise. I knew it was for me the
moment I realized It didn’t feel like a workout. It felt like a
gift I was giving myself. It felt like me-time. Its become a thirty
minute mini vacation, a getaway of exploration, adventure and of
finding myself. I guess I could say its like a road-trip in a
convertible and I am the engine. I am the power.
pounding the pavement in long distance running to stroking it out
with swimming I have found my exercise. I knew it was for me the
moment I realized It didn’t feel like a workout. It felt like a
gift I was giving myself. It felt like me-time. Its become a thirty
minute mini vacation, a getaway of exploration, adventure and of
finding myself. I guess I could say its like a road-trip in a
convertible and I am the engine. I am the power.
When
I have returned home from my road-trip I wonder at how I ever went
without this in my life. When was it I forgot about such simple
pleasures? I am grateful for the reunion. This is no longer just an
exercise, its become a friendship in where we edify each other. Now
after all these years I have found myself, once again, waking up to
a beautiful sunny day and thinking, “What a perfect day for a bike
ride ”.
I have returned home from my road-trip I wonder at how I ever went
without this in my life. When was it I forgot about such simple
pleasures? I am grateful for the reunion. This is no longer just an
exercise, its become a friendship in where we edify each other. Now
after all these years I have found myself, once again, waking up to
a beautiful sunny day and thinking, “What a perfect day for a bike
ride ”.
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