As you have seen in the previous post, I just returned from a bike ride. I ended up doing a short little 15-mile jaunt through some of countryside surrounding San Marcos and it was great. Multimedia snafus aside, it was great to be out there spinning down the road.
I went against the wind on the way out and uphill on the way back, but it didn’t matter. The sound of the bike tire humming on the pavement, the smell of fresh air, the slight burn in the thighs on a sharp incline… its all great.
When the world gets too noisy and the to-dos get too numerous and seem too important, nothing sets me right better than a bike ride. It’s been that way for years.
After that ride – bring it on, I dare you to try to ruin my day – not going to happen.